Hey! How's it goin'? Guess I'm kind of at a loss for something to say, eh? Dude, get a life. This is so bogus man. What am I talkin' about anyway. Totally cool.
I'm glad you've read this far because I've clearly established there is nothing on my barren mind. Yep, I'm a desert. Not a dessert. But that brings up an interesting question, if you could be any kind of dessert what would you be?
I don't think I'd be cake. Or pie. Maybe ice cream - ice cream is cool. Ice cream with hot fudge. I'm cool but hot! And a little nuts. I guess I'm a sundae.
There you go, top that!
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I would say you're a little teapot.
I would say you're short and stout.
You guys need to get a handle on things.
If I could be a dessert, I think I'd be a chocolate mousse because chocolate is my favorite flavour and I've always liked animals.'chuckle'
Hey, echotig is rather clever. Mr. Huge's posts are rather pour.
There you go again = just spouting off. Guess your still in the gutter, sunny. Alright, I'll play your goofy game, since jcadla's post actually had me chuckling, so I'll give it a shot. Let's just say, I've always loved Cherry Pie.
I think we've heard just about enough of your lip(ton). Why don't you just bag your comments?
I always had you pegged as a large bowl of Jell-O.
I'm starting to simmer. Why don't you chill out.
Let's just ice this right now.
No glass. Are you going to leave?
I think you are trying to read too much into what I'm saying. Your comments are not my cup of... hmm, I can't think of the word right now.
That joke was a lemon! At first, I thought you were just bitter, but now I think you just like to stir the pot.
Here's a tip, this string of comments is over. Count me out!
Ok. Now I'm really steamed. In fact, I'm boiling over! I'm restraining myself from going nuts!
You're all wet. I'm getting tired of your mug.
I think you're a little dip. Let's say we call it quits, and just grab a brew
I think we should quit instantly.
Maybe we should have a party! I hear something's happening in Boston.
That last comment really tea-ed me off. You don't know beans about Boston.
Me thinks you're going a little overboard in your comments. Just sip tight and relax.
I can't relax, you're pumping out comments at a brisk pace.
Sounds like the pot calling the kettle black to me. Leave me alone while I am Nestea.
I can't quit until I've dotted all the i's and crossed all the teas.
I think you're paying a steep price for these puns, but I'm still green with envy. I think I'll just relax and listen to Carole King sing "The Jasmine".
You have some weird thoughts, I'm not sure why you vherbalize them.
Sorry I took oo-long, but I'm black. Interested in playing ginseng rummy?
I'm m-tea.
I'm feeling a little Grey today, almost like I need to Earl. Perhaps, I need to settle my stomach with a little Chinese.
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