Incessant Chatterings of Yours Truly

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."

Asking of our dear gay advisor.

Diem: So, am I "turning" gay if I find a Nikki Minaj song catchy?
Dixon: No.
Diem: Oh, okay.
Dixon: It means you're turning super-gay.
Diem: Oh...okay. As long as I know.