"Well, then, what should I call it?" he replied. "My derriere?"
Joe laughed at this and said, "Sure, Christian, if you can spell it you can say it."
"OK," Christian said, squinting in concentration. "D-A-I-R-Y, space, A-I-R."
Joe and I immediately erupted in laughter, so Christian explained, "You know ... . Like, I went to the fair and got kicked in the dairy air."
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