Peggy: How many more holes did you put into the roof by walking on it in spiked golf shoes? Oh and by the way honey, this time on your way down you took out our TV antenna.
Al: I'm sorry Peg but I needed something to break my fall. Since there was no life wire or your neck handy I grabbed the first thing that hit my face.
Peggy: Well, our reception is shot to hell.
Al: I'm sorry Peg. Had I known you wanted to watch Dallas tonight I would've just put my hands behind my back and slalomed headfirst onto the patio.