[[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.