Are you implying she threw two tutus to Timbuktu, too?
Et tu, Buddha?
Who wears the pants in here?
Well, what suits you? Should we cut you some slacks?
Could you all just zip it?
Is that sew?
How long are you going to needle me over this?
Are you running out of good material?
Must you hem and haw like that?
Must we resort to knitpickery?
Don’t you realize weave only just begun to pun?
Can you see me bobbin my head to that question?
Isn’t that crewel?
Must we needle each other all the time?
Will all this end in some highly embroidered yarn?
Do you realise you can’t pin any of this on me?
Must you constantly bring up petit points?
Are you starting to unravel?
Off to the mountains for some skein?
Is that you, Hank?