Mr. Miller is sitting in his favourite pub again with about five beers and a potato salad in his stomach. Suddenly it makes *flupp* and a wodka joins the party. "Where do you come from?" the salad asks. "Smithy spent me!"
Then again it makes *flupp* and another wodka joins. "So, where do you come from?" "Smithy spent me!"
As it makes *flupp* again and a third wodka joins, the potato salad said "Okay, out of my way guys! I have to see this Smithy!!!"