Woman: "Do you smell that?"
Man: "No. What is it?"
Woman: "It smells like burning tires."
Woman: "SMELL, damn it! You can't smell that putrid stench? It's wafting through the air like an oxygen replacement."
Man: "Who the hell is going to be burning tires right now? It's not like there's a place down here to stockpile them and then light 'em up. Why do you do this every week?"
- State and Van Buren
-- Submitted by Cyclops