“What is this? A present? For me?” Chihuahua excitedly opened the box his wife handed him; his anticipation caused him to shake nervously. “What? What? What is this? Oh, it’s a… it’s a… a… sweater. How nice.”
“I like circular logic,” Chihuahua confessed, “it means never running out of things to talk about.”
Chihuahua glared at the mirror wearing the sweater his wife gave him and realized no one bites back as hard on their anger.