Donn's Honey: *from behind his back pulls out a bunch of beautiful white roses* "no need dear, but please don't put them in the corridor, keep them for yourself"
Donna: "Awww... Donna's honey... i'm feeling all tinglish now... Thank you love. I'm so lucky to have you"
Student A: WHAT?! How is that possible for a literary essay?!
Student B: Well, I did one for calcium.
Student A: Agh, thesis statements...
You will get a B-Ting in Tinglish class.
anyone feel like tennising tomorrow? (tennising: to play tennis)
hey guys, curbage after tennis? (curbage: to sit on the curb of 7-11 and drink slurpees)
uh oh! spillage! (spillage: a spill)