Much like the eagle or centipede, some Appleton City mothers eat their young. This ugly baby is trying to escape but I didn't bother helping her because she would've turned into a mature mutant later on in life and the last thing I need is more fleshbags walking down the street in front of my house and playing that loud music with the drums and horn. Next time I hear that drum and horn music, I swear I'm going to lay out a spike strip and blow the tires of the car so I can barge in and take their cassette record and cram it in between a couple of their ribs.