Incessant Chatterings of Yours Truly

While playing a video game:

Diem: I..just...keep crashing into this...fucking tree...
GS: The fucking tree. Not an apple or an orange tree. What comes off of the fucking tree?
Sandnor: A lot of fucks. Oh fuck! Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck!
GS: So that's where fucks are given.
Abel: So it's like the Giving Tree?
GS: It's the give a fuck tree. It's a hybrid.
Abel: That means it's energy efficient, yes?
Sandnor: Well...it's all organic.

Diem was talking about one of my coworkers as he drove away, because he was holding his wrist in a very feminine manner.

 Diem: "What, does he have a broken wrist or something? I can't even get my wrist to tilt at that angle!"
 Abel: "He's a little teapot...I'm a little teapot, put it in my butt."
 Diem: "I'm a little teapot, I like tea bags...put your balls in my mouth. No more metaphors, just do it. Awl-lauwl-lauwl-lauwl..."
Abel: "Yes. That is exactly how that goes."