"Ketchup, were you or were you not seen at 2000 hours slipping out of the door shelf to rendevous with Mustard??"
"Who claims to have seen me with Mustard?"
"Mayonnaise made the claim. Do you deny it?"
"Mayo is a wanker. If you want someone who can hold his salt, talk to Ranch Dressing!"
"But that doesn't answer the question!! Were you or were you not..."
"Oh give it a rest already!! Mustard and I were discussing the validity of Dill Pickle's beef with Sweet Relish."
"So Mayonnaise was right, there WAS a clandestine..."
"Mayo was jerkin' your gherkin!!! There was nothing wrong with my meeting with Mustard!!! If you want more to back me up, talk to Worchestershire and Soy! Teriyaki won't be much help...kinda mellow."
"You bet your bottle top I'll be talking to the sauces!!!!!"
"ok"
Ketchup leaves to rejoin his comrades, as Mustard is ordered into interrogation. The sauces loosen Ketchup's top and prepare a plastic spoon catapult....Boss sauce always was a little too into his label. The condiment rebellion begins!!!!
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Why a spoon, cousin? Why not an axe?
Because it's DULL, you twit. It'll hurt more.
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I R dum. heh. But we'll let the Alan Rickman quotes stand anyway.
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What might threaten condiments more?
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Hmmm... The power mixer might be a formal enemy. But, again, too many condiments might enjoy being thoroughly whipped.
The fondu fork might carry the promise/threat of winding up altogether too hot and sticky.
OK, my mind is going nowhere good with this.
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"Who claims to have seen me with Mustard?"
"Mayonnaise made the claim. Do you deny it?"
"Mayo is a wanker. If you want someone who can hold his salt, talk to Ranch Dressing!"
"But that doesn't answer the question!! Were you or were you not..."
"Oh give it a rest already!! Mustard and I were discussing the validity of Dill Pickle's beef with Sweet Relish."
"So Mayonnaise was right, there WAS a clandestine..."
"Mayo was jerkin' your gherkin!!! There was nothing wrong with my meeting with Mustard!!! If you want more to back me up, talk to Worchestershire and Soy! Teriyaki won't be much help...kinda mellow."
"You bet your bottle top I'll be talking to the sauces!!!!!"
"ok"
Ketchup leaves to rejoin his comrades, as Mustard is ordered into interrogation. The sauces loosen Ketchup's top and prepare a plastic spoon catapult....Boss sauce always was a little too into his label. The condiment rebellion begins!!!!
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Ok!! I just wrote what came to mind...and I wasn't feeling that good, either :)
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