Lem: "I got fired from my job as a bank guard." Clem: "That's awful. What happened?" Lem: "Well, a thief came in, and I drew my gun. I told him that if he took one more step, I'd let him have it." Clem: "What did the thief do then?" Lem: "He took one more step, so I let him have it. I didn't want that stupid gun anyway."