Joschka, there is a distinct possibility that you are a smelly head...

Scene: Campus, breezy afternoon, blue sky
Characters: Moi, Random

Moi: Those people are running so fast they might just barrel down there and stomple something.
(Random snickering)
Moi: Que?
Random: "Stomple" isn't a word.
Moi: It isn't? Well...hmm...yes it is!
Random: No, I'm pretty sure it isn't a word.
Moi: Hmm...well that's...I use it all the time...of course it's a...it must be a...hmm...well, I'm using it anyway...where was I?

End Scene (reprise of "Aquarius"; curtain close)