Waffle Time

"Ohhh---"

Perry slammed the newspaper into JD's face. "NO, Ivana! You will not, I repeat, will na-hot sing that stupid song ever again! Not now, not tomorrow, not a week from today, not next month, not next year, not next century, not next lifetime, not next anything! Never, ever, ever, eh-HEVER! We will never have waffles again, Trudy, do you understand me?"

JD moved the paper out of his face and smiled sweetly. "Of course, Perry."

Perry relaxed in his chair, sighing in relief.

"OHH, IT'S MUFFIN TIME, IT'S MUFFIN TIME! WON'T YOU HAVE SOME MUFFINS OF MINE? IT'S MUFFIN TIME---"

"Goddamn it."