This nice little bit of non-theology is from Lowrie Beacham who wants to know if this tale will float my boat.

After the Ark had successfully landed on Mt. Ararat, the survivors went forth. After a while, one of the wives noticed her father-in-law sitting on the ground and chewing animal hides. Every now and then, the father-in-law would chew a particularly hirsute hide and make a notation on a tablet.

The wife asked her husband what his father was doing, to which the son replied, “What can I say? There is Noah counting fur tastes.”