"Homer, you're glowing, and your radiation badge is pitch black!"
"Dose!"
My dad's cousin Samuel was known for two things, a big schnozz and downing an entire six-pack by himself during ballgames, often with a beer in each hand. That's why folks called him two-can Sam.
Saw an article in the Guardian about fight clubs popping up in grocery store parking lots all over England. They use Marquis of Sainsbury's rules.
"I've got a guy on the line who says he saw Sandy Koufax walking around Boyle Heights. Guy's long dead, but this nutjob says otherwise."
"Hold on, there, he might not be such a nutjob. I've also seen reports of sightings of Roy Halliday, Bob Gibson, and Catfish Hunter."
"And who the hell are you?"
"Carl Kolchak, and if someone is raising Hall of Fame pitchers from the dead, I think we're looking at a Niekromancer."
"Does your hotel offer turn-down service?"
"Yes, of course."
"Thank you. Would you please tell the gentleman in the burgundy polo that I'm not interested in his attentions?"