Only in the theatre...

Me:  My left knee is one big contusion.
Mark:  What from?
Me:  I think it must have been last night, when I dropped and killed Jack.
Jack:  (looking up at the sound of his name) What?
Me:  My knee is this huge contusion from when I killed you last night.
Jack:  Oh!  I'm sorry.

And a thought for the day:
Fluellen:  I'll tell you, there is good men
porn at Monmouth.
Henry V - IV, vii, 50-51

It's all about organisation

You know. That thing I too often lack. However, this time I was able to rely on habit to find what I needed. It was a case where rather than putting things "somewhere safe" (which we all know is tantamount to deliberately misplacing something so that you never find it again), I had put them back where I always had before--regardless of the fact that it wasn't the most sensible or logical place.

Score one for senseless illogic. :)