But I can’t afford it.
Heft a tall one in my honor, wouldja?
mrblue stands a bit over 6 feet tall, canthearya. Is that tall enough? 
Good one!
Thank you! I’ll be here all week.
Well, I would hope so. I imagine your kids would be rather distraught if you weren’t.
So you’re going to heft me now?
What am I, a sack of potatoes?
Well, mrblue, seeing as how all of our attempts to charm you out of your socks have failed, hefting you is our only remaining option.
We hope you understand.
You know, it would take several of us girls to heft him up and carry him away. So, mrblue, how does having multiple willing female hands touching you all over your body sound, eh? 
[sub]that’s what I thought[/sub]
Bump.
Still waiting on mrblue to give his opinion on being hefted.
Considering you had me colored for dead in the other thread, I just figured you were readying the casket.
My body lies over the Dopers,
Chick Dopers do hoist it with glee.
More nervous than two young elopers,
I do think I’ve got to go pee!
Bring back,
Bring back,
Oh bring back my potty to me…
Girls, I think mrblue has finally lost it.
“Finally”?
Ha. Beat you to it, didn’t I? 
Um…mrblue, honey, are you sure you don’t need me to help you? Are you sure a neuron wasn’t knocked loose somewhere?
I don’t know, doctor. Aren’t you supposed to examine me and see if you can fix it?
Are you sure you want me to examine you? I mean, you know me…I have a screw loose somewhere in my brain. What if I misdiagnose?
I thought that was rather funny, myself. ut I have a weird sense of humor.
We’d be happy to examine you, mrblue. Especially if you do the Supporting the Economy thing that manny said he’d do, and buy us lots of stuff.
I’ll just have to let manny buy me lots of stuff, because I think mrblue is afraid of me.
Jeez… even real doctors bill you afterwards.
Yes, you Doper Babes are far too perilous.
:bravely runs away:
Come back, Sir Robin!
sticks head in door, looks around