Day of the Wacko 2002

Mom bought brioches.
Brioches?
Brioches? For the supper?
You've probably lost your mind.
My ass!
You lost it a long time ago! You've always suffered from the womb rabies.
Go buy yourself a pin, and keep sitting on it. Maybe you'll get calmer.
Pig.
Twat!
I'm getting married.
With dog.
With shit.