Ugh… that stupid teapot keeps talking smack behind my back. I know I’m above him in every way; I mean, he’s just a crumby piece of porcelain, and I have working heating coils and internal wiring! I’m just way better than he is!
But seriously, those little jabs he takes… they’re starting to really bother me. I think I need to take a walk or something, because I’m just boiling with rage right now.