Carla: Hey, uh, Cliff... [clearing throat] so, how was your evening last night?
Cliff: You ought to know, Carla. It was F-U-N, fun.
Carla: [sighs] How- How was it F-U-N, fun, Cliff?
Cliff: Well, Carla, I spent most of the night in the backseat of a cab with yon Norm Peterson. Now if that isn't a recipe for fun I don't know what is.
Carla: You bet.