Q: Wait a minute. Wasn't there an item here this morning about the snow falling in Chicago?
A: Yes, there was.
Q: Well, what I happened to it?
A: I deleted it.
Q: No kidding?
A: Do you see it here anywhere?
Q: Why did you delete it?
A: Because it wasn't funny, original, or especially interesting.
Q: Are you suggesting that the rest of your blog entries are?
A: I smell garlic. Did you have salami for lunch?
Q: Stop answering my questions with questions. I am the "Q. " You are the "A."
A: So that means I'm never allowed to ask the questions?
Q: You did it again!
A: Alright, alright. I'm sorry.
Q: I should hope so.
A: Can you ever forgive me?
(Sounds of a scuffle. Fade to black.)