Tybalt and Chicken

Conversations I've had in the last 12 hours:

Mh: Porn?
A: Apparently it's porn as pain medication
Mh: I see.
A: We really should have a Porn'n'Chicken night.
Mh: Yeah! . . . What kind of chicken?

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TM: Watch that pot by my door.
A: What? *looks around* What pot?
TM: The pot with the cutting board on top of it. It's outside my door.
A: Oh... OH! Is that another Tybalt?
TM: Yeah, as soon as I freed the other one I came upstairs and there was another one that looked exactly like it in the same spot on the bathroom ceiling. And I didn't feel like freeing spiders all night.
A: Uh huh . . .
TM: But I couldn't justify killing one spider when I went to all the trouble of liberating the other one.
A: Right.