Leroy's carbo-loading, begun only yesterday, has gone awry. Bloated with pasta, and thus preoccupied with his expanding girth, he can't even come up with a clever insult about Loretta's cooking. Instead, he merely announces his newly acquired distaste for right rectangular prisms.
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Loretta is looking at him like he has lost his mind! And it is all her fault!!!
Wings: How true. She never stops. She is relentless. I don't even want to know what she put in that cake.
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