“Oh, hi there!” Jeff asks through an ungodly cacophony of flatulence, "Let me just finish this call. Sex lines costin' me a fortune anyhow. So what's up?"

“Yeah, I was thinking, is that cousin of yours Larry still single?” you ask.

"Well, unless he's talked that hostess with the lazy eye down at the Cracker Barrel into gettin' hitched he is.  If you want to go pay him a visit he's probably down there now."