Debra: "Frank Barone's 'l Was Just Thinking."' What is this?
Ray: It's his column.
Debra: His column?
Ray: His column. Yeah, he wants me to hand it to my editor.
Debra: Oh, you're kidding.
Ray: Look at this: "The chirp of the cricket has been replaced by the car alarm. God only knows what will replace the car alarm." What is that? What could that possibly mean? Oh, God, he's out of control!
Debra: "l like the smell of a freshly painted room as much as the next guy. But in the end, wallpaper is easier to clean." Hmm.
Ray: Yeah, all right, so he's right about that.