Conversation

During the move, the kettle and the pot ended up on the bottom right shelf. After what seemed like ages, the kettle said to the pot, "psssst ... what's your" "HOLY CRAP!" yelled the pot. "Quiet! Can't you see I'm trying to meditate?!" "Oh! Sorry! No, I .. it is actually a little bit dark in here. I was just thinking, no one seems to know we're here, may as well, you know, play cards or something" "HOLY CRAP! You can play cards in the dark?!" "Well, um, actually, yeah. See, it helps they're glow in the dark" "HOLY CRAP! You can actually see?!" "Well, I kind of actually can, yes" replied the kettle. "See, over there, you can barely see him, there's the nut chopper, he's pretty bummed he ended up with us and is sulking in the corner; and there's the grater, she's got it made, they'll need her one of these days, and over there's" "HOLY CRAP! The grater's in here? Hey, baby, long time no braise, how about a little" "Drop it, pot, ain't gonna get you nowhere nohow," the grater retorted. "Geez, fine, have a nice day yourself," grumbled the pot. "She always was hard to get close to, that grater", pot said to kettle. "Sharp around the edges, know what I mean?" "Well, um, I think she's pretty nice," kettle said to pot. "HOLY CRAP, what do you mean, 'pretty nice'?!" yelled the pot. "Exactly what's she done for you that's so nice?!". "You know, never mind," backpeddled the kettle. "You were saying something about meditating before, right? Yeah, you know, I'm really sorry I interrupted you, how about let's just do that." Geez, he thought to himself, what an ornery pot, maybe he just needs a seeing-eye saucepan or something, was he always in such a black mood? "HOLY CRAP!" shouted the pot, "who are you calling black?!"