Thread:Aartistboy714/@comment-30953185-20171123003339/@comment-31541999-20171208022134

Leni: (tearful) You know, I don't know what hurts more, the fact that my baby brother is acting like this or my eye is throbbing so much.

Luna: (to Leni; sad) It all hurts, sis.

Luan: (clutches the disfigured Mr. Coconuts; sad) I could really use a laugh right now.

Lynn: (rubs her stomach; crying) I'm too tough to be crying, but I really want my little bro back!

Lucy: (in fetal position; shuddering) The horror. The horror.

Lana: (taking care of Hops; sighs) Thank goodness we're all still in one piece.

Lola: (to Lana; worried) Tell me about it. I think this might be my last clean dress.

Lana: (comforting Lola; solemnly) Here, Lola. (holds out a cookie) Wanna cookie?

Lola: (backs away; screaming) GET THAT THING AWAY FROM ME!!!

Lynn Sr.: (muffling; sad) Still, to think of all people, that person turned out to be our own son.

Lisa: (agreeing with her father; ashamed) I concur. I tried to come up with an antidote for him, but he already figured out what I was doing and prevented me from doing so.

Rita: (patting Lisa's head; sad) There has to be some way we can fix this.

Me: (trying to stay positive) Well, look on the bright side, at least things can't get anymore worse, right?