La Cochonette: Ooh, ooh! Pick me, pick me! I’ve got one.
Car Chorus: OK, OK. (begrudginly). So, is it a vegetable?
CC: Is it an animal?
CC: Is it a mammal?
CC: OK then. Does it live in the water?
LC: It certainly does (until it doesn’t).
CC: Does it live in Cornwall?
LC: Bien sur.
CC: ‘Yes’ or ‘No’ please. Enough of your Frenchy lip.
LC: Boring. Yes it lives in Cornball.
CC: Is it a crab?
LC: Bingo! Jackpot! Well, sort of. Kind of. It was a crab. Once upon a time. Until a fisherman (crabberman?) caught it and now it’s mashed up with lemon juice and blackpepper and it’s a crabwich in my starving mid-car-trip-imagination. I want that now please.
LC: Ummmm…. are we there yet?! 5 hours?! What-the-what?!! Oh man. Crab. Crab. Crab. I want crab. Anyone wanna play again? I’ve got a good one.
CC: (collective sigh) Is it an animal?
LC: Oh jes.
CC: Is it a crabwich?
LC: No way Jose. Try again.
CC: Crab linguine?
LC: Dang it to hell. You guys are good.