Jerry: I had a bad experience with a hair when I was younger.
Elaine: What happened?
Jerry: I'd rather not talk about it.
Elaine: You can't tell me?
Jerry: All right. I once had a hair in my farina and I freaked out.
Elaine: You found a hair in your farina?
Jerry: Yeah.
Elaine: What happened?
Jerry: Well, I started screaming, "There's a hair in my farina. There's a hair in my farina." Then I ran out of the house. And I was running and running... And I was little but I could run very fast. And I just kept running. And they found me, like, three hours later, collapsed at a construction site.
Elaine: Wow. Who's hair was it?
Jerry: My mother's.