(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.