Well, rack your brain and wait for your cue.
I’ll give you a break, and you can take that to the bank.
I feel cornered.
What does it have in its pocketses, Precious?
Oh this talk. I’ve never felt this way before.
I chalk it up to the company you keep.
Reading through recent posts, I feel like Walter Mitty: Pocketa, pocketa, pocketa.
If you don’t carom for them, don’t cut us dead, just put your own spin on the ball.
I’ll be in my bunk reading Hustler.
Seems like the thread got scratched here. I’ll bridge over this pause with a leading question: Is everybody in Minnesota eating their own greasy salad dressing?
We dress for dinner, down here,sniff!
I agree with Leo: lettuce get back on track.
Crouton you tell me your favorites? We relish pleasing everyone.
Give me a little time, so I can mustard up a response.
Catsup man, times a’wasting!
While we are waiting can i condiment off you?
“I never use them.” – Rocky Balboa
Can we trust Rocky to be an authoritative voice? I understand he’s feeling a little punchy lately.
He shoulda put a ring on it.
Well, he eventually married Adrian, so I guess he was feeling the glove.