[courtcase of Snively vs. Framm just started and Timberwolves coach Arthur Chaney just walked into the courtroom, unexpectedly]

Why not let the dog choose, your honor? They say a dog is man's best friend. If that's the case, shouldn't the dog be able to choose who he wants to be friends with?

Who are you, Barnum or Bailey?

Arthur Chaney, your honor.

Mr. Chaney, do your reali... [stammers in shock] Arthur Chaney? New York Knicks, '56? Huh, I was at that Celtics game where you did the turn-around jumper, at the buzzer. [light chuckle] I spilled beer all over my wife.

[light laughter in the courtroom]

Your honor?

What? Oh, yes, yes, yes. [clears his throat Bangs Gavel. Buddy barks] Mr. Chaney.

Well, I've been thinking. This dog is what, three, four years old. That makes him an adult, in our years. I say let Buddy decide.

[court members murmur]

Mr. Chaney, during my 40 years on the bench, I have heard a lot of lamebrain cockamanie proposals. But this one I like.

[a day or two after Principal Pepper fired Coach Barker; knocks on her office door]

Mrs. Pepper?

Mm-hmm.

Um, have you found a basketball coach yet?

Mm-hmm. Yes, Larry's father volunteered. Just until we find a new P.E. teacher.

[starts to leave, but then goes back to her door]

Okay.

Mm-hmm.

[opens her door, the second time]

Would it be weird, if I make a suggestion?