a wave of woffle, a plenty of paper, a flood of letters is filling the desk, sponge said, and none to keep it at bay.
damnit, said breadroll.
i know, said block of wood with the faint smile of somebody who has had an idea just in this instance and is about to share it with friends, we set the table on top of things as that is what we are.
all agreed and so it was done.