[[BoxJam and Ms. BoxJam are in bed]]

Ms. BoxJam: YOU THINK I'M PREGNANT!?

BoxJam: Well, you know, it would explain some things...

Ms. BoxJam: I hate you! NowaitIwannabepregnant you're great! Remember when I was pregnant last time?

[[BoxJam pictures a scene with a gigantic-headed Ms. BoxJam with many eyes in different moods, some shooting lasers, some crying, some loving. She is carrying a tray of sandwiches. BoxJam hides behind a cabinet]]

Ms. BoxJam: YEARGGHH

[[back to scene]]

Ms. BoxJam: Well do you?

BoxJam: Just the good stuff.