DearDR tells of this conversation he had while in the car with Monkey, on the way home from dinner (I was in the other car, with Bun):
DD (glancing back and seeing Monkey looking out the window): How do you feel?
M: I feel good.
DD: You feel good?
M: Yeah. Like kissed lips.
DD: Did you hear that somewhere?
M: No. I just made it up.
You may commence melting.