"Your eyes sparkle," said Tom, "like…"
"A toiletful of wee under a neon striplight?" suggested Sally.
"Yes!" said Tom.
"Get out of my house and never return!" suggested Sally.
"But I only agreed with your suggestion!" said Tom.
"I suggest you put your finger in a live socket!" suggested Sally.
"Paperclips are evil," said paperclip#1 to paperclip#2.
"But you are a paperclip," said paperclip#2.
"Bugger me! You’re right, there!" said paperclip#1.
"I know," said paperclip#2.
"But you know what’s really weird?" said paperclip#1.
"What?" said paperclip#2 (who didn’t really care).
"So are you!" said paperclip#1.
"Oh shut up," said paperclip#2.
"Mind my gerbil!" said Horace (he of the enormous left elbow).
"Why?" said Jiminy Cricket’s niece.
"Because… erm…" said Horace, stumbling for a reason why Jiminy Cricket’s niece should mind his gerbil.
"Mind my elephant!" said Jiminy Cricket’s niece.
"Why?" said Horace.
"Because it’s really big!" said Jiminy Cricket’s niece.
"Please may I have some of your," said Trevor the Viking, "cheese?"
"Why," said Harold the Egyptian Prince, "do you come round here requisitioning my cheese?"
"I am not requisitioning it," said Trevor; "merely requesting a portion."
"A portion of," said Harold, "cheese?"
Trevor concurred.
"Here y’are then," said Harold.
"Happiness," said Pamela Von Carpetcheese, "is a small piece of chalk."
"How’s that then?" said Bob.
"It’s small, it’s crumbly, it comes in a variety of colours and you can write on a blackboard with it," said Pam.
"That makes no sense," said Bob.
"True enough!" conceded Pamela Von Carpetcheese.
"Eeh! I could murder a cup of tea!" said Simon O’Malley to Vlad the Prince of Darkness.
"Murder?" said Vlad. "What in Transylvania and the Hidden Yet All-Pervasive Kingdoms of the Demons of the Underworld do you mean?"
"Never mind," said Simon, who had decided he didn’t really like tea.
