Con: You were depressed a while back, Nim. Are you better?
Nim: Yep!

Nim: I asked Jesus for help, and He took care of me.
Con: I'm glad to hear it.

Nim: Me too. I was lower than a snake's belly crawling in a ditch at the bottom of the Grand Canyon.

Con: How long have you been waiting to use that one?
Nim: All week.