It’s a Simple World

George and Darcy are jointly digging to China. They’re at least a foot on their way.

George: I was singin’ a song when I was lying down about knocking down a tower. Did you like my song, Darcy?

Darcy, quite calm and matter-of-fact: No. No, I didn’t like your song. (There is no insult intended, he’s just answering the question.)

George, equally calm and matter-of-fact: Oh. Well, I did.

The excavation continues.