“Careful, pot" Tod said. "Someone might notice your resemblance to the kettle.”
“He's lying, Kay," Nash said, fists clenched at his sides. "Hellions can't lie, but we all know reapers can.""Careful, pot," Tod said. "Someone might notice your resemblance to the kettle.”
“Hi, pot. It’s me, kettle,” Sophia snapped back.“Hi kettle, you have about thirty seconds before this pot kicks your ass.”
“There was a lot of pot and kettle going on here.”
“Patience is a virtue. (Tee)Excuse me, pot, could you not pick on the kettle? (Joe)”
“He couldn’t be serious. He was not accusing Marc of wanting me dead! If that wasn’t the pot calling the kettle black, I’d…I’d…pound the shit out of the pot myself!”