i was in the kitchen doing the lunch dishes and smelling the cake i was baking in the oven for after dinner . have you thought of a boon to ask ? they looked pretty wasted , each walking a wobbly line which more often than not crossed the others . i climbed in my van and drove as fast as i could home , shaking the whole way , and contemplating sending an anonymous message to the police about what was going on with that woman . it looks like a zombie parade out there , and we 're the food . '' 