A teapot's tale: "I used to be a regular teapot, but then I had a nervous breakdown and now I just sit here, silently judging you as you drink your tea from my ceramic cousin."
Today I spilled tea on my shirt and blamed it on my roommate. I mean, someone had to do it.
I'm secretly a tea snob, and I only drink Earl Grey.
A teapot's plea: "Can someone, anyone, please, for the love of all things caffeinated, just refill my water?"