No, you're a genius 'cause you can't make a lamp. I wouldn't count on it. If he gets up . . Naked blonde walks into a bar with a poodle under one arm, and a two-foot salami under the other. She lays the poodle on the table.
Naked lady says .
I figure, all I need is a lobotomy, and some tights. No, I don't wear tights. I wear the required uniform. All the food groups are represented. Uh, no, Mr. Johnson.