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You wouldn't believe what kind of scenario is going on here. Carl was on his second wack session at around 8am in his room with the door closed when he heard the freezer open and the microwave start. Right then he knew that it was either his mom home early from her vacation or that it was Stew's tapeworm hungry again. Choosing the later, Carl realized it was the last chimichanga in the house and Carl hadn't yet had one all weekend. So with the sound of a scream piercing the air, Fatty (stopping mid stroke) immediately flew to the kitchen to Stew with all his naked fury. Jody and Matt looked up from their intimate jossling on the couch to see Stew make like mexican, grabbing the chimichanga and jumping off the deck where he knew Carl would not venture. Luckily the trampoline was there and Stew made a clean getaway and a hearty breakfast. (Chimichanga or Carl's Kang not shown)