“Sorry to disturb you, er, Chip, but we’re working a case involving a left leg and foot, and the DNA matches yours. I can see, though, that you have your left leg and foot. Again, sorry to disturb you. Thanks for your time.”
“Squeak.”
“Good one, Dale. You almost had me fooled.”
“Squeak.”
Mr. Funny Bones 
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