"The bakery". Is that what they're calling the euthanasia chamber these days, Phil? The bakery? I kinda like that really. Has a nostalgic Buchenwald-like ring to it.
No wonder it flew by, Phil. It's called the survival instinct. One look at Marm's face and you can easily see the relief knowing that he once again managed to outrun death. That, and I'm sure he could smell the pheromones from Dottie, who has assumed the Anal Penetration position in anticipation of this return.