Yesterday, the boss commented he'd fire someone, but he couldn't find a big enough canon on e-bay.

Icka!: How's your day going?
Megs: Good. How are you?
Icka!: Pretty good. Supervisor just walked by with his fingers turning blue in a hangman's noose.
Megs: o.O
Icka!: His fingers committed suicide.
Megs: You sure you don't work in a newsroom?
Icka!: We're dealing with the US Air Force. It's enough to make anyone daffy.