Ninja’ing me like that is not good nanners, Beck.
It has its a peel.
Don’t be so thin-skinned. Beck was just messin’ arind.
When ninja’ed I was sure out to lunch. Now my empty pun is as sweet as the bunch.
I’ll give you a ‘hand’ on that one.
I once met a girl who didn’t like dried fruit. At least, I couldn’t interest her in a date.
I take it she wasn’t a student of history? They love dates.
Did she give you a raisin?
Is your question related to the currant discussion?
No, it’s related to the converse of this discussion.
That Chuck! He just won’t stop.
Until he has a well-grounded beef with it, of course,
Of coarse, he is rather gauche.
I won’t wagyu about it.
I understand that Queen Elizabeth honoured a beef cow. He’s now known as Sir Loin.
That imposed mimicry by the monarchy is udder malarkey.
Are you guys going to keep milking this?
Why not? This is only 2% of my day.
I just skimmed over it.
Just as long as you don’t get sour.