Abe: Now, my story begins in 19-dickety-two. We had to say "dickety"
'cause that Kaiser had stolen our word "twenty". I chased that
rascal to get it back, but gave up after dickety-six miles...
Martin: "Dickety"? Highly dubious!
Abe: What're you cackling at, fatty? Too much pie, that's your
Abe: Now, I'd like to digress from my prepared remarks to discuss
how I invented the terlet.
Mrs.K: "Terlet"? Hah!
Abe: Stop your snickerin'! I spent three years on that terlet!
-- Well, duh, "The Curse of the Flying Hellfish"