(Chris looked up from the pamphlet he was reading and looked at me, his eyes aglow)
Chris:Yo man, have you read about these new things called 'micro-tears?' I dunno what they are, but I'm guessing it's when a midget cries into a cup.
Me:Uh... yea man, I've heard of micro-tears before. Trust me, it's not when a midge...
Chris:Yea, I want some of them. Seriously, where can I get some midget tears?
Me:Well Chris, I'm not sure about midget tear, but probably the best place I know of to get 'micro-tears' is Arby's. Just order anything off the menu, and eat it. That should provide you with plenty of the 'micro-tear' goodness you're looking for.
Chris:How will eating at Arby's make a midget cry?
Me:I never said anything about a midget crying, I said it would without question give you micro-tears.
Chris:(A few days later) Well, you were right about Arby's. And I was wrong about midgets having anything to do with 'micro-tears.' It's totally confusing that they spell that word the same way when it clearly has two meanings. But if you look at it the way I do now, one causes the other. God my asshole hurts.
