Second banana to a piece of dinnerware. Why am I not surprised?
Well, will you conveniently hold up to four condiments in separate compartments, but be dishwasher safe and easy to stack in the cupboard? 'Cause then you might beat out the plates. Looks aren’t everything, you know.
Thanks, Shayna! Those are goin’ on my WishList for sure! You have to understand, I have something of an addiction to both fondue and appetizer-only meals with little dipping sauces for everything. These plates must be mine!
You can call me anything but Late for Fondue
This, however,
requires clarification before initiation
Oh, well, you know, spam is so…vaginal and squishy looking, I figured it was a compliment to the softness of your…cavities. Vaginal or anal.
Actually, I don’t know, I’m pretty virginal when it comes to Vaginal Spam. But I’m enthusiastic and eager to learn, rather puppyish with a certain naive charm.
Can you get AIDS from having unprotected sex with spam?
Only if the Spam is gay…duh.
I can vouch for his ability to hold up to 4 condiments at a time and being a safe dishwasher, but sadly, he is extremely un-stackable in cupboards. He’s bendy, but not that bendy. I’ll be sure to comfort him in his let-down over losing to some plates, though. 
You’re welcome! Very happy I could oblige. I understand your glee over these particular plates. I searched and searched for fondue plates that didn’t just have slots for either foods or condiments and could actually be used as your dinner plate, as well. When I finally found these, I, too, had to have them. I hope you enjoy them as much as we do!
So… my cat food affair… I mean, I wore a condom. I should be okay, right?
Ooh, time to fight some ignorance!
This is like saying that real men don’t eat quiche. Let’s consider the gayest sounding of all quiches, quiche lorraine. Sounds downright Barbra, right? Look at the ingredients: Bacon, onions, and cheese. It’s a goddam heart attack pie. Any sissie can eat salad. But it takes a man to eat heart attack pie.
At any rate, I can picture this conversation:
Doctor: Mrs. Smith, I’m afraid that I have some bad news for you.
Mrs. Smith: Oh no, doctor! What is it?
Doctor: I’m afraid that you’ve contracted HIV.
Mrs. Smith: HIV?!? But doctor, I’ve never… You know.
Doctor: There’s nothing to be ashamed of. Lots of people do it.
Mrs. Smith: No! I’ve never! I wouldn’t do such a horrible, disgusting thing!
Doctor: Now come on, Mrs. Smith. It’s OK to tell me. You’ve had fondue, haven’t you?
Mrs. Smith: covers her face in shame Yes! Yes! And you know what else? I ENJOYED it!