Fluffy the Chocolate Bunny Made of Chocolate

Fluffy: I'm not muffin! I'm Fluffy!

Chris: I'm Muffin. Hi Fluffy. How you doing?

Fluffy: Dude, I'm just an inanimate object that you think you have given life to. That is beyond weird

Chris: Its not weird. Its magic.

Fluffy: I think you have gone mental. You're a really sad man.

Chris: Calm down Fluffs.

Fluffy: Grow up already. Your act has gone stale. It is painful just to look at you.

Chris: I hope you realize that I can bite your head off at any moment.

Fluffy: Go ahead. I'm better off dead than listening to the same lame jokes over and over again. Please end this misery.

Chris: Wow. I didn't know that a giant piece of chocolate could be so mean.

Fluffy: I have a series of questions to ask you.

Chris: Go for it, Cupcakejuice.

Fluffy: Tea or Coffee?

Chris: Tea. Always.

Fluffy: Crest or Colgate?

Chris: That's a really tough one. At the moment, Colgate.

Fluffy: Pancakes or waffles?

Chris: Waffles go better with ice cream so, waffles.

Fluffy: Bloods or Crips?

Chris: Wow, another really tough one. Since I have nothing else to go by, I'm going to use colors. Normally I would choose red but since the Casting Board doesn't allow me to wear red, I'll go with blue. Hence, the Crips

Fluffy: Do you know the cure for eternal sadness?

Chris No, what is it?

Fluffy: Love

Chris: That is somewhat of a contradiction because eternal sadness is never-ending by definition which would make it incurable.

Fluffy: But just because something does not have a cure at the moment doesn't mean that it can't be cured. For instance, there is no cure for AIDS, but that doesn't mean we shouldn't lose hope.

Chris: Don't be silly. Everyone knows that drinking bleach cures AIDS.*

*Just kidding. Although if everyone with AIDS would die of bleach consumption, then technically AIDS would be eliminated.