George: You know what I think? I bet she stole a tractor.
Jerry: No one's stealing a tractor. It's a five-mile-an-hour getaway. We're dancing around the obvious. It's gotta be disfigurement.
George: Does she walk around holding a pen she never seems to need?
Jerry: No, she looks completely normal.
George: Oh. Okay, here it is, I got it. She lost her thumbs in a tractor accident and they grafted her big toes on. They do it every day.
Jerry: You think she's got toes for thumbs?
George: How's her handshake? A little firm, isn't it? Maybe a little too firm?
Jerry: I don't know.
George: Hands a little smelly?
Jerry: Why do I seek your counsel?