Mom said this last night:
Mary! Mary! Where the hell are you? Are you going to pick up that pizza or what? Mary ordered a pizza, but she won't go pick it up. What a shithead.
(mary walks in the door with a pizza)
There you are. I just called you a shithead for not picking up your pizza.
Or end monologue, whatever. Then mom gets mad that mary's mad that she called mary a shithead, then felt the need to tell her about it when she was in the clear. I dont understand people.
You know you can eat the eyeballs, right? They have water in them. Then you can replace the eyes with grapes. It's like glass eyes, for fish.