I became all sad with Corb this morning. I aked him what would happen if there was a car accident, and I lost my head. Would he miss me?
He said he wouldn't, because he'd just glue it back together. I then asked what would happen if my head was smashed into 100 pieces.
He said that would take more glue.
I then asked what would happen if there was a freak accident, and my head was mysteriously switched with Judy Garland's. He asked how that could possibly happen, and I proceeded to invent a situation involving the transport of Judy Garland's body and a freak car accident on the Tappan Zee that led to my head and hers becoming detached, and then rearranged.
He stopped talking to me at that point.