dilbert: are you listening to me? it looks as if you are using your phone.
boss: i can do two things at once.
dilbert: i'll bet you can't even hear me, you ridiculous moron.
boss: uh-huh uh-huh go on.
dilbert: you smell like old socks, and your brain is made of cheese.
boss: how's the new lab construction going?
dilbert: i'm having some issues with the local building codes. they seem unnecessarily stringent. for example, we have to guarantee no rain touches the roof.
dilbert: no on knows. but if we donate to the mayor's campaign, the city will designate the roof a "horizontal wall."
boss: and then we can begin construction?
dilbert: no, that's just the beginnning of the false hope phrase.