"Hello, blind goat," you say. "PARDON?" says the blind goat, who is also a bit deaf. "HAVE YOU SEEN A GINGERBREAD PIE AROUND HERE?" you bellow at the deaf, blind goat. "That's too green for my trousers," says the deaf, blind goat, who is also a bit senile. "Are you my son?" "Er, no," you say, because you're not. Obviously.
"So, this Gingerbread Pie we were talking about..." "Was it wearing a hat?" asks the goat. "No, no, a pie, pies don't wear hats... Perhaps we'll forget this. Thank you for..." "It went down there," interrupts the goat. "Are you sure?" you ask. "Oh yes, absolutely. It wasn't wearing a hat, so it must have been yours." You thank the deaf, blind, senile goat and try to decide what to do next.