THE PRICE OF TEA THESE DAYS!

[P3nT4gR4m]

Tea is for pussies. Real men drink super unleaded.

[Shibboleet The Annihilator]

Very well sir I shall bite.

General Stuart, your reputation as a man precedes you as ungentlemanly nigh on poorly mannered.  Furthermore it's been said that your skills are a pugilist are lacking and your mustache is that of a whelpish lad!  Why were you to find yourself at the high tea of which you so flippantly speak, I doubt you should know which side of the crumpet to butter.

It's been said that your mother has been seen about the streets with her arms unhinged to those of your father and that her laughter at bantering with the fruit boy bordered on inappropriate.  Your entire family, for that matter, would not know the etiquette by which they would doff their hats should they happen upon it in one of their seedy alley strolls.

I have heard as well that your presence on the fox hunts is greatly appreciated - by the fox!  You see, it is by your hygeine that his nose alerts him of our coming, before that even of the barking hounds.  When you do finally shoot, your wretched vision is as likely to make your target that of a willow as it is your intent.  Or it could be due to the strain you put on your ill bred horse.

I say, you certainly gave him what-for.

[Dysnomia]

I, too, have seen General Stuarts mother consorting with the wrong kind of folk away from her good husband.  Is it too far to say that the apple has not fallen far away from the tree?

[Reginald Ret]

Very well sir I shall bite.

General Stuart, your reputation as a man precedes you as ungentlemanly nigh on poorly mannered.  Furthermore it's been said that your skills (are) as a pugilist are lacking and your mustache is that of a whelpish lad!  Why were you to find yourself at the high tea of which you so flippantly speak, I doubt you should know which side of the crumpet to butter.

It's been said that your mother has been seen about the streets with her arms unhinged to those of your father and that her laughter at bantering with the fruit boy bordered on inappropriate.  Your entire family, for that matter, would not know the etiquette by which they would doff their hats should they happen upon it in one of their seedy alley strolls.

I have heard as well that your presence on the fox hunts is greatly appreciated - by the fox!  You see, it is by your hygeine that his nose alerts him of our coming, before that even of the barking hounds.  When you do finally shoot, your wretched vision is as likely to make your target that of a willow as it is your intent.  Or it could be due to the strain you put on your ill bred horse.

YUO SUCK!
YUOR ENGLISH SKILS ARE PITIFULL!!!
NOT EVEN A MOREON WOULD MAKE THAT MISTAEK!

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

I like tea.

I have a little tea-bush. It is tiny and pitiful but it has not died yet.

[Suu]

Very well sir I shall bite.

General Stuart, your reputation as a man precedes you as ungentlemanly nigh on poorly mannered.  Furthermore it's been said that your skills are a pugilist are lacking and your mustache is that of a whelpish lad!  Why were you to find yourself at the high tea of which you so flippantly speak, I doubt you should know which side of the crumpet to butter.

It's been said that your mother has been seen about the streets with her arms unhinged to those of your father and that her laughter at bantering with the fruit boy bordered on inappropriate.  Your entire family, for that matter, would not know the etiquette by which they would doff their hats should they happen upon it in one of their seedy alley strolls.

I have heard as well that your presence on the fox hunts is greatly appreciated - by the fox!  You see, it is by your hygeine that his nose alerts him of our coming, before that even of the barking hounds.  When you do finally shoot, your wretched vision is as likely to make your target that of a willow as it is your intent.  Or it could be due to the strain you put on your ill bred horse.

THIS. Is like the post of the new year.

[AFK]

One should always expect to pay a steep price for tea.

[Suu]

It's been like that for oolong time. It actually makes me feel a little green...

[AFK]

Tell us how you really feel, no need to be chai about it. 

[Triple Zero]

with those prices, they'll soon have us tea begging.

[AFK]

For some strange reason I want to blame James Lipton for the tea price shenanigans. 

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Very well sir I shall bite.

General Stuart, your reputation as a man precedes you as ungentlemanly nigh on poorly mannered.  Furthermore it's been said that your skills are a pugilist are lacking and your mustache is that of a whelpish lad!  Why were you to find yourself at the high tea of which you so flippantly speak, I doubt you should know which side of the crumpet to butter.

It's been said that your mother has been seen about the streets with her arms unhinged to those of your father and that her laughter at bantering with the fruit boy bordered on inappropriate.  Your entire family, for that matter, would not know the etiquette by which they would doff their hats should they happen upon it in one of their seedy alley strolls.

I have heard as well that your presence on the fox hunts is greatly appreciated - by the fox!  You see, it is by your hygeine that his nose alerts him of our coming, before that even of the barking hounds.  When you do finally shoot, your wretched vision is as likely to make your target that of a willow as it is your intent.  Or it could be due to the strain you put on your ill bred horse.

THIS. Is like the post of the new year.

Seconded.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

I don't know, i'm guessing Daruko.
Fuck him with a rusty hammer.

[-Kel-]

damn it, this thread reminded me that I'M OUT OF TEA. 

Must have tea in evil Utah winters.

[the last yatto]

http://kitchenscraps.ca/2009/05/12/mad-hatters-tea-party