“Blah, blah, blah. Well, the coconut cream pie was a bust, which leaves the olives. Slippery suckers. I can’t seem to spear one with my fork. Maybe that’s because my hand is shaking with rage...”
“Blah! This coconut cream pie tastes like ass and feet! I hate it when things are deceptively delicious-looking.”
“He's still blabbing about how much he hates Mark Watts and now sucky he is at basketball (Who cares?),which I interpret as Blah,blah,kill me now, blah, blah, my life is over, blah, blah, blah.”
“. . . blah blah blah and rhubarb.”
“Love is a fairytale blah, blah, blah.”
“And he was like "The sedative in the blood, blah, blah, four hours, blah, blah, nerdspeak, geektalk -" -Abby”