He is home sick and feeling icky and aching. He said, “I am sick.”
She said, “Yes, I know. How can I help you?”
He said, “I would like some Ginger Ale.”
She said, “Okay, but why would you want to make Ginger ail?”
He said, “Because misery loves company.”
She said, “Well then, if Missouri loves company, Alaska to come visit with you.”
He said, “That’s okay. All I want is Ginger Ale.”