"Iahh, uhmm," is my quick-witted reply.
Then one of the guys from the audience speaks up, "That can’t be no frog-gigger," he remarks, "See how the back-shaft keeps falling out of the cane-pole," and true to form, the back-section of the fly-rod slips out and onto the table, "And the flange-bolt, threaded the wrong direction, couldn’t gigg soggy-bread with that thing!"
Somebody else chimes in, "Nobody would come up with an outfit like that, even most primitive cultures are too civilized to proklduce something like that."
That gives the the kercheifed lady an idea, looks up from her order-taking long enough to suggest, "Why don’t we ask Retro-Prof, he always knows a lot about such things."
"Even this thing?" the Apprailsing Fool sort of asks. But the audience seems to have taken on to the kercheifed lady’s idea, and soon everyone is urging Retro-Prof to go u-p front and decipher the ‘arty-fact.’