Coma-toes.
200 ft: Aaaaaaaaa, bump 2 ft: Bump, aaaaaaaaa (Yes, it's an old, really old joke. Surprisingly haven't seen it here, yet.)
Get off me, homes.
B: It's because your feet aren't empty.
Cause its feet smell.
Coma-toes! (I made up this joke when I was 10.)