"You had better not. Last time that happened, your wife walked in and asked 'why are you holding that shaved kitten over the ovenmit?And what's with the midgets?'"
Shaved kittens with ovenmits and midgets is just too much a part of my life these days.
It's normal to me. Therefore, I thought I WAS being obscure by hovering over the leafpit humming loudly and shooing away the bespectacled Irish chipmunks with the hearing problems and the raincoats.
I HAPPEN TO BE A MIDGET, YOU B@STARD, AND I'VE GOT MY THUMB ON THE 'ABUSE' BUTTON . . .