I came across that explanation on a You Tube video, presumably left there for people unable to comprehend the concept of tea being a meal and it tickled my fancy, so now it is a title for a post on my blog.

You thought that was all you were going to get, didn’t you? Silly turnips! Here is more story.

With your pants destroyed, you spontaneously channel your inner outraged fashionista. “You look like you stepped out of a bad BDSM party,” you snark.

The guard looks at you darkly and you note with some consternation that the very sharp blade is still flashing preciously close to your intimate delicates. Once again, you have spoken too rashly. When oh when will you learn not to mouth off?

“I beg your pardon?” She seems confused by what you’ve said. An opportunity has presented itself. Mustering all your brainpower, you take the chance to back-peddle quickly.
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