What's better than stinkfish bowels? Gretchen's orange chicken. Well, it didn't start out that way. She made this nice glaze (substituting fructose for honey). Yeah, I replaced most of it with peanut butter, but it was tasty nonetheless. The television was tuned into CNN in the background. Some Shiite Dingleberry was going off on Internet addiction. Turns out the only cure is to do a little whacker shellacking. How is that done? I have no idea. If you don't know either, perhaps you should ask a deoxyribonucleic fruitbat. And if it doesn't know, then we're all in trouble. Time for dessert!