Scene: I’ve just come home from an entire day of doing nothing but hanging out with an old friend. As I’m about to exit my car I spy H walking up the sidewalk to get the mail.
V: Now, there’s a fine piece of man!
H turns and smiles and keeps walking. I enter our house which is quiet and empty feeling from a day of no one but the dog being home.
H: I’m a fine piece of man who brings home vodka and cheeseburgers!
Talk about perfection.