Thing One: Congratulations, zortified!
maeyan: I brought you a Pepsi.
mpoetess: I love you, and I want to have your children.
maeyan: It's cold.
mpoetess: Your alien children.
maeyan: It's on my desk.
mpoetess [Retrieves 32 oz. Pepsi. Discovers that it contains ice.] : Your ugly alien children.
- (no subject)