Apparently it's food poisoning, and not a baby...

[There's a soft sigh of relief.]

I am never doing that again. Hey... is it really...? [She huffs.] And I don't even want to celebrate it.

I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it!

[There's a loud thud as Anemone chucks her shoe at the wall, and crumbling as drywall falls to the ground.]

So, since I'm not throwing up anymore, that makes it okay to eat, right? Because I'm hungry. And I want something, I want... Jam. There had better be some left in this godforsaken place or, so ( Read more... )