SETTING: My "liberry" as our semi-illiterate patron Mr. Little Stupid approaches the circ desk, paper and pencil in hand.
MR. LITTLE STUPID— How do you spell Mickey Mouse?
ME— (Barely able to contain my mirth due to the singing voice of Annette Funicello ringing in my head) Um... that's M-I-C... K-E-Y... okay, and then below that, M-O-U-S-E.
MR. LITTLE STUPID— Thanks.
ME— No problem.