I understand, it's hard to find a place in your small apartment for a big, antique menorah. I know you've got wine, this is for you.
As long as a dude with a mustache doesn't pop out of my morning cuppa joe, I think we'll be all right.
Though usually the flame goes under the cauldron, I'm not gonna complain. I'm gonna pretend I'm Severus Snape and yell at my imaginary students.
You're looking mighty foxy today. Something about your ears...
Sorry tower, I have to flip you over to drink my tea. No slight against the French, promise.
Do you think that by repeating the word "book" I'll believe that it's a book more fervently?
Someday, everything in my kitchen will be shaped like an animal, all the while remaining incredibly useful.