Clown around

"Ya know, I think my hand is cramping up from uh... heroicly dropping that chair earlier."

"Ohh," she says so soaked with sarcasm, "is it? Can you still write or is it too much for your widdle wist to handle?"

"It's pretty bad. For you... I will try," you lay on the drama in your voice, "but I afraid my signature is comprised. Come to think of it.. I don't even remember how to write my signature."

"Uh oh. What are we supposed to make it better?