again??

yes, but this time it's cloudhopper's fault. Though, I do believe, previous iterations were of a teapot, rather than a kettle.

around. What else might I have been?

a bomb comes to the boil?

in agreement, anecdotally, there. However, i don't feel you can make a cup of coffee with it after it lands.

sort of disappointed to win this point. What about if the bomb landed in water? It might boil then.

now it's getting tricky.

if perhaps it hit a coffee plantation before deflecting into the nearby river?

not making this up: coffee.

as we speak.

now lacking in coffee. So sad.

she did not know that until right up to now. Or is it because she drank too much of it personally last year?

pondering. I do drink rather a lot. Of coffee.

pretty sure she can smell it.

all mmmm and ahhhhhh.

all drool and drool.

you like vacant and drooling?

all boss, boss, boss.

really? You're hanging from the ceiling by your toes while wearing a frilly pink negligee?

you can. Just relax your toes..

darn. Sounds like you missed the featherbed and hit the bed of nails.

it might be best if I get a cuppa. I'm clearly out of control without the coffee.

yup, yup, sure.

though really, shouldn't we check with the snail master?

shall we call her?

if it's like calling in Ghostbusters.

Ghost-Busters!