Further Proof That J.J. Is a Classy, Elegant, and Subtle Sort of Fellow

From Brandi's diary, April 11, 2004:

J.J. called today on his way home from Chicago. He wanted to know if he could come by my apartment and pick up the shoes he left here. I said sure, as long as he hurried up and got back to Minnesota because I was going over to B's house soon.

J.J. cleared his throat and raised his voice so everyone who was in the car with him would hear him say, "OH. I SEE. YOU'RE GOING ON A COCK RUN!"