[turtle waiter crawls up to patron, on beach in the south of France]
Waiter: Monsieur, may I get you a cocktail?
Monsieur Beachgoer: FINALLY, a garçon! [Snaps fingers and adjusts Ray-Bans] Yes, I’d like a Mai Tai.
With extra tai.
Right away, Monsieur. [shuffles off to zee bar]
Carin C., That is a sweet speed hump on that shell. Someone call Detroit auto manufacturererers!