"Something On Your Face" GIRL You've got something on your face. GUY What? GIRL It look like ketchup or something. GUY Where? GIRL Right there. GUY Right where? GIRL Right there. Where I'm pointing. GUY I can't see where you're pointing. GIRL I'm pointing at your face. GUY I know. I'm behind my face. GIRL It's right here. GIRL points at her own face. GUY wipes face. GUY Did I get it? GIRL No, you're not even on the right side. GUY I thought you were doing real side. You're doing mirror side? GIRL I'm pointing at this side right here! GUY Well, on *my* face, that side right there is this side right here! GIRL Okay. Here. My finger is directly in front of the food particle. GUY wipes face. GUY Did I get it? GIRL You somehow managed to wipe everywhere around it, while missing it completely. GUY wipes face really good. GUY Surely I got it that time. GIRL Well, it *looked* like you were wiping it. But it's still there. GUY Why don't you wipe it off for me? GIRL I don't want to touch your face. GUY Why not? GIRL Because there's food on it! GUY Sounds like a classic ketchup-22.