Poor Viv, she just can't catch a break, huh?
Fell face-first-in-the-mud, gets poked with pointy stick while down, and then a bastard phan[b]rump[/b] shows up and decides to yell in her ear...

It's like one of those Rube Goldman machines. Except without the white gloves and slip'n-slides and more grime and pain.

... C'mon boat, get here already! Eve can't deal with this sort of thing!!

Oh, and all of you who celebrated shoving turkeys down yer gullets this week, I hope you had a pleasant time during the holidays.