Despair is like a cable that is buried just under the surface of the ground.
You pull it up and pull it up, but that cable just keeps right on going, clear
across a field, until you come to a bunch of guys who are burying the cable.
Then just walk up to them and go, "Hey, have you seen Fred?" And they'll say,
"Fred who?" And you say, "Fred of snakes?" Then cover your ears, because big
laughs are coming.
-- Deep Thoughts, by Jack Handey