Jessica Wicks

I packed a suitcase.

Well, I was doing a ribbon cutting at the hospital. And he was there because his blood doesn't work.

That's a saying everywhere. I've never heard it before And I think it's a great saying.

People died. Actually, speaking of, we're starting up a non-profit foundation to restore our name.

Just to clarify, it's a no to me on all fronts, and you're offering Ben a job? Yeah. Cool. Cool.

Ah, yes. My late husband. He was so decrepit.

Yeah, there's even a rumor going around that the chocolate is made of rat parts. Well... You know what they say about rumors. - Yeah. - They're mostly true.

Including the rat thing? - Yeah. What are you gonna do? It's where all the flavor comes from.

Oh, would you look at that. There is a smudge on my tail. Oh! All better.

Well, I'm terribly disappointed. But I'm sure the doctors or giraffes or whatever you decided to help will be thrilled with the whatever you decided to whatever.

Some lardos in Muncie ate tainted Sweetums toffee sticks and diarrhea'd so much, they ended up in the hospital.

We call it "Drink-ems"! Whoo!

What do you want, Leslie? I love him, and I will do anything to help him get his job back. What do you want?

You are such an autumn.

It's time to trade those dumb old trees for a buttload of cash.

Oh, Leslie, I have always liked you. Yeah, no, you haven't though.

But I also like money. And money pays for my lifestyle. Leslie doesn't pay for my lifestyle. Money does. So, between money and Leslie... You see the bind that I'm in.

Is this a circle? Or is it an O? Is Oprah involved in your bid?

Well, yes, admittedly, it did make the fish taste delicious, but it was a PR nightmare.