A conversation at a party. I have just run into a boy I know.
Me: Hey! How are you doing?
Boy: Good. (Holds up his beer.) Really good, actually.
Me: Yeah, I was wondering about that. What happened to being a good Mormon guy, mister?
Boy: Who told you I was that?
Me: (laughing) You did, those were your exact words! "I'm a good Mormon guy." I never asked, you offered that information.
Boy: Oh yeah. I meant I'm a good guy and a Mormon. Not a good Mormon. Good was modifying guy.
Me: So I heard "good Mormon guy," but you meant, "good-comma-Mormon-guy."
Me: We'll, I've learned a valuable lesson about punctuation today.
Boy: Let's toast!
Me: To what?
Boy: To punctuation!