Do you know where I left my watch
Don’t you realize staying at your post is the most important duty you have, sir; when we are all counting on you desperately, isn’t it more important to know why you left your watch?
Furthermore, are you aware that desertion of the Night’s Watch is to forfeit your life?
Now, isn’t that being just a tad bit severe?
Will you reconsider your opinion when I classify the personality of Walter White as “severe”?
Much as I hate Breaking Bad news to you, didn’t I tell you I don’t watch much TV?
Can you refer me to a page, date, and post #?
Uh, how’s about I just say “I don’t watch that much TV”?
Shall we get a third party to notarize that?
Do you see anyone around?
Why do you seem so particularly sharp this evening?
Well, how does “Sorry if seem to be on edge, but a good friend of mine of 40 years died yesterday, and it’s put me a bit off” sound?
Rather distressing, and I am gravely sorry and do sympathize; I wish you the best in getting through this tragedy, but don’t they say “Death ends a life, not a relationship?”
Do you mean my friend lives on in memory yet green?
Yes, and in joy yet felt, no?
If you’re serious and not actually joking, will you accept my condolences, good sir?
How can I follow that?
Thank you all very much sincerely for your thoughts and condolences, and now, Whose turn is it to rotate the squid beds?
Octo-ually, have you heard the rumors that they prefer their pods?
Does anyone here have eight legs and a spot of ink when they need it most?