(Ivan runs over to Keith)
Ivan: Keith! Keith! Guess what I saw.
Keith: What did you see?
Ivan: A dead deer on the highway. Those stupid creatures always try to run across, but they usually get hit.
Keith: Ooh, I heard that dead deer have some good meat.
Ivan: I know that, Keith. So, go steal the biggest truck you can find. We'll zoom down the highway and run over everything.
(Keith runs off and comes back with a golf cart)
Ivan: A golf cart?
Keith: This was the closest thing I could find.
(An angry golfer comes over)
Ivan: How about you run across the highway, Keith?
Golfer: Gimme back the cart, pal.
Keith: Please don't hit me, Mr. Golfer.