Waiter, There's a Fly in my Soup.

(Mr. Andrews places pen in inkwell...draws it out. Sighs)

V.  I don't think I'm going to post this on the blog.

R.  Awww...c'mon.  There must be SOMEBODY who will want to read it.

V.  Well, that's just the point.  I think I'll hang on to it and if anyone wants to read it, he or she can read it somewhere else.  I'll just post a link to it.

R.  Bloody killjoy.

V.  Watch your mouth.