Coach: Can I help you?
Phillip Semenko: I have come to pander to the tasteless.
Coach: Oh, you want to head the food committee. Wait a minute. We got a chairman for the food committee!
Cliff: Oh, I like my buffalo sunny-side up there, Chief.
Phillip Semenko: Are you referring to my apparel?
Cliff: Oh, hey, no offence there, Little Beaver, but it is a tad- Tad out of the mundane, you know.
Coach: Excuse me, sir, but what is that outfit?
Phillip Semenko: This is an Arapaho ceremonial tunic worn by the village elders when they hold council in their hunting lodge. I earned it by letting them pierce my flesh with wild turkey quills.
Coach: Well, this is a JC Penney wash and wear, tapered tails. The salesman was a little nasty, but I didn't have to go through anything like that.