The scene is a long ride in the van on a rainy freeway. We've been singing "Old MacDonald"
DADDY: "... and on his farm he had a ..." what?
KITTEN: You choose!
DADDY: [considers what has not yet been done] "... a cow ..."
KITTEN: [howling like the damned] Noooooo!!!!
DADDY: But Katherine, you told me to choose. That's what I chose.
KITTEN: [Long, considering pause] Let me help you ...
Or, as Henry Ford put it, "You can have any color you want, as long as it's black."
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