You know, I'm in a strange kind of mood myself, yeah.

Last night I was on my way here, made a stop at a gas station. I was waiting in line, the guy in front of me was buying 2 bags of doritos, a box of donuts, a liter of sprite, and a nasty ol' rotten banana. He says, "my girlfriend just had an operation; she can only eat certain things." I say, "Yeah right, what operation was it, a bong hit transplant?"