every inbred brainless sack of poo in the city of milwaukee decided to call my phone and come to my counter today:
cletus: I'm looking for... um.... uh.... (waves cupped hand in air in stroking motion) uh... pipes... mufflers.... for my 04.... um sportster. yea, sportster.
me: what kind of pipes are you looking for?
cletus: um, i don't know. the name starts with an H.
cletus: i guess so.
me: well, if i show you a picture, can you identify them?
i had to place the stool i was using on the other side of the room for fear that i might try to shove it up the next customers ass.