Jen is on to her next victim.  She's pulling the wings off of flies.

They are taking bets on if you'll come back next weekend to a meeting that doesn't and has never existed.

They're playing with you, Mikey.  

If he had any brains, he'd never talk to you again.

Of course it is.  What else is he going to do?

Why are you torturing this poor boy?

It's always difficult to talk to this dolt.

It's been stolen by a trained ferret.

As soon as possible.

Did you say something?