When Good Cheesecake Goes Bad

Val suggested they clean up the cheesecakes, but Scott seems to have developed a strange attachment to them.

"MY PRECIOUS!!"



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Nevermind the headaches the cakes are starting to cause everyone else...



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Errr, yeah. We can get rid of those, then.



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"I'm SOR-ry! I had to go!"



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"It's okay. We can deal with this. We're happy, see? All smiling and stuff. Happy, happy, happy."



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"Okay, I'm a little concerned, now. We seemed to have baked ourselves into a corner. The wife has fallen asleep!"



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"Excuse me! I would like to worry about my wife, but there's no room!"



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Ty laughs. He's like that.



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Then he succumbs to the same fate as his mother. His brothers worry, because they can.



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Shep's not so worried. Val looks sizzlin' slumped over her plate, like that. He'd be able to see right down her shirt if Ty wasn't partially obscuring his view.



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Val snaps awake.

"But I don't even want cheesecake! I want a chef salad!"



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"I'm trying to make ya one, darlin', but I can't get over there!"



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"This was a - *really* - bad idea!"