Me: "I really want a Mr. T poster."
Jason: "For what?
Me: "For my office at work."
Jason, considering: "What should it say?"
Do you not love that he doesn't say, "Why for the love of God do you, a grown adult woman who works in a government building, want a Mr. T poster?" He's awesome.
Me: "I don't know. Maybe like, "I pity the fool that comes in without knocking!"
Jason ponders this for a moment.
Then, Jason, frowning: "It's not really a good Mr. T poster unless it says 'jibba jabba'."