I overheard the following conversation on the radio. Listen:

- Hello. I'd like to dedicate a song to the love of my life.
- Well, tell me a bit about her.
- She has the eyes of an Indian cobra and a wonderful personality!
- Lovely. Where is she now ? Are you with her ?
- Oh yes. She's sitting right next to me, listening.
- How marvelous. Can I speak to her ? Does she feel the same about you ?

Now can you imagine how funny it would have been, had she taken the phone to say:
- No I don't. In fact, I hate this fucking son of a bitch!