heheh! That's great.
I've got one:
My friend Lois and I went to Sonic for some quick food after school one day. As we ate our greasy burgers and fries, and cop car drove by. On the way home, we passed a gass station. Lois turns to me, and just as causual as can be asks, "Do cop cars need gas? I've never seen one there."
(the worst part is - that's a true story.)
On the other hand, you have differnt fingers.