 Now you broke your leg. Where did you break it? Right in the back of the knee. See the way it bends in the middle? Oh, Daddy, you're slipping. Two days to think of an alibi and you come up with a corn pole like that. Well, at least it's better than the excuse he dreamed up yesterday. Which one? Number 18. The one in which you wanted me to shave all my hair off so you could tell him your wife just blew her top.