Thread:Thomperfan/@comment-31595317-20170407010628/@comment-30953185-20170408025408

(Ugh. Fine, but if I'm Lucy, you be Lori in the next scene)

Lucy: It looks like you have time now."  [commences poem] " '''My love is like water. Bursting forth. Like a dam breaking. All control lost. Water rushing, churning, turning landscape to mud. Time runs out. Water. I feel the impending doom. My love'''"

[While she recites her poem, every word from it causes Lincoln and I to feel even more pressure and have to go even worse than before; suddenly, Lily walks by with a full diaper and the stink nauseates us] Lincoln: "Ugh! COULD CLEAR A ROOM!" [gets an idea] "Could clear a room! Time to put the third P:  Problem Solving into action."

Me: what do we do?

Lincoln: I'll show you.