High or low 30s? Is he a maverick whose love for the job resulted in a messy divorce? Does he have a teenage child who feels unappreciated, yet he can’t quite manage to bridge the emotional gap between them? Most importantly, does he have a dog?
These details are important.
Sorry, can’t help. For all I know, volcanoes are the lava of his life.
It was me. Shouldn’t have had those beans for dinner, I guess.
Ah, I see you’ve already staked out the ‘wisecracking sidekick’ niche for yourself. Very prudent.
It was I.
If it was you, then excuse yourself!
Well, perhaps it was both of you, then?
(yea, there’s a missing ‘the’ in there. 
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No, no, no. It was She, but she said me, not I.
Well, why would she say you if it was she? 
She didn’t say it was I, she said, It was me when she should have said, It was I.
I think you have superfluous punctuation, or a pronoun, I’m not sure which.
Worst disaster on record, huh? Did you not watch the Broncos this past season?
Can you take anything for that?
AHA!! Pronoun trouble!
I think we should outsource our supervolcanos. It is the American way.
So I think what you are all saying, is that I should take all the empty plastic jugs from cat litter that I have been storing in the garage, and start filling them with water, so that when the volcano goes, I’ll be ready here in Ohio to keep flushing toilets for a while? And I should really head back to Trader Joe’s and stock up on those chocolate bars they are discontinuing? Or is there too much of a chance that the eruption might make Lake Erie slosh over a bit and we’d be doomed anyhow?
How many of these plastic jugs are there? Perhaps you should build a shelter from them instead. You could use a blow torch to weld them together with dust proof seams.
More importantly, why are you storing them?
Dude, where do you keep YOUR urine?
Could be worse. Could have been disemvowelled…
The ash is coming here? Well hell, let me get my ash-hat. (rummaging…rummaging…)