just call me Kevin McClogger

I almost feel bad mentioning this once more, but... It Happened Again. You know what. Lately, it always seems to happen on fasting days, when my body takes advantage of the break from consumption to try to get rid of, shall we say, prandial buildups. It was another prodigious one today, too. I can hear Jacob Marley's ghost yelling about how "It was a ponderous chain!" But do you know how ponderous, dear Jacob? I once again feared I would have to bring out the heavy artillery to dislodge the demon-child of my loins, but like last time, my smaller, concave companion was able to handle the problem deftly.

As a result, the world can exist for another day.