JERRY: Newman, Kramer, if you'll indulge me.
According to your story, Keith passes you and starts walking up the ramp, then you say you were struck on the right temple.
The spit then proceeds to ricochet off the temple, striking Newman between the third and forth rib.
The spit then came off the rib, turned, and hit Newman in the right wrist causing him to drop his baseball cap.
The spit then splashed off the wrist -- pauses in mid air mind you -- makes a left turn and lands on Newman's left thigh.
That is one magic loogie.
