During an hours-long car drive:
“Since I’ve lost a few pounds I think I could fit into that outfit again.”
“I remember when you first wore it. Your ass looked great in it.”
“So you’re saying my ass doesn’t look great anymore? Is that it?”
After a long pause, looks out the car window: “Ooh, look at the pretty sky.”
“That’s right, change the subject.”
Another long pause, then spotting a billboard: “Jim Beam Whiskey!”
