Chas: "Did I ever tell you about a guy from my town named Lance? The art major?"
Foolery: "I don't remember."
Chas: "He was a pretty serious artist . . . he majored in art at Cal."
Chas: "Anyway, he had an art project due and he was behind, so he just threw something together at the last minute, turned it in, and got really high marks for it."
Foolery: "Figures. What did he make?"
Chas, chuckling: "He made three pieces of toast and spray-painted them green . . .
. . . and then he mounted them to a board or something -- I think it was painted red."
Foolery: "What a great concept. Completely ludicrous."
Chas: "Yeah, we all thought it was funny when he told us about it. Probably would've failed if he'd used only TWO pieces of toast."
Foolery: "Yeah, with three it's like a triptych. Oh, snap -- you know what he should have called it, don't you?"
Foolery, in her mind's eye already decorating her special little corner in Hell: "In The Name Of The Father, The Son And The Whole Wheat Toast."