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Have you seen the old 1960s TV show featuring Adam West and Burt Ward as Batman and Robin ? One of Batman's arch enemies was The Riddler —a man obsessed with riddles, puzzles, and word games. The Riddler used to delight in forewarning Batman and the police of his capers by sending them complex clues, which Batman and Robin would decipher in the most improbable ways. I mean we're talking about clues of the caliber "What has yellow skin and writes?" The answer to this conundrum being, of course, "A ballpoint banana!" I used to love these things as a kid ( Click Here to see a whole bunch more). But that's not what I wanted to talk about. A few days ago, my wife ( Gina The Gorgeous ) made a ginger cake for supper (well, for dessert after supper). I remember hearing the electric mixer thrashing away in the kitchen. The result was yummy scrummy. Yesterday when I was emptying the dishwasher, I ran across the two whisks from the mixer sitting in the cutlery area along with the knives and forks. I was just about to place them in the appropriate drawer in the kitchen ( "A place for everything and everything in its place," as they say, and by "they" I mean that everyone from Benjamin Franklin to Winnie The Pooh is associated with this quote) when I was taken by surprise... ...looking in the drawer I saw a multitude of whisks as shown below:   The thing is that we are the proud owners of only one little rinky-dinky handheld mixer. Where did all of these other whisks come from? Why have we horded them over the years? (Are we actually hording them, or are they breeding?) I have to say that this has puzzled me ever since. Goodness only knows what Batman would make out of this. So, am I alone here, or have you run across this sort of situation in your own kitchen?