I literally could not feel more cozy right now if I were actually inside a marshmallow

Probably that you're going to be eaten by a giant marshmallow or something.

Mincemeat is decidedly British in its nature and can therefore be disregarded entirely where most civilized palates are concerned.

There seemed to be some correlation between devotion to God and a misguided zeal for marshmallows.

You give good woo.

Give it up, mister! No sex for you!" I yelled at the wall as my girls cackled maniacally.

"Tons of sex for me, sister. None for you!" he yelled all too clearly through the wall.