Kate & José were bar hopping downtown when they came across an appliance store.
"KATE!" José gushed. "Look at that cute little TV set."
Kate looked.
Dang if it wasn't a cute little television set.
The key word being "little," especially in this time of TV screens that are almost a 100".
A number of inches José can only dream of when he's not dreaming about television sets.
"I've GOT to have it," José began to whine, drunkenly. "BUY IT FOR ME! BUY IT FOR ME! BUY IT FOR ME!"
Stumbling into the store, Kate tells the salesman, "I'd like to buy that television set in your front window."
The salesman looks at the two friends, both of them sloppy drunk.
"I can't sell you that television set," the salesman tells them with distaste.
"Is it because I'm Hispanic? Or gay? Or both?" José thinks to himself.
"Is it because I'm blonde?" Kate wonders.
"Why didn't I go to college?" laments the salesman.
Doesn't matter, because...
"I demand that you sell me that TV set in the window!" Kate says, slurring her words angrily.
"I can't."
"I Demand that you sell me that TV set in the window!"
"I can't."
"I DEMAND that you sell me that TV set in the window!"
"I can't."
"And why not?" Kate says, straightening up with indignation.
"Because," the salesman says, "that's a microwave."