Supreme Leader: I want some cherries.
Me: It's January.
SL: You can still get them.
Me: For what, a thousand dollars a pound?
SL: You don't love me.
Supremely Pregnant Leader: My belly feels distended.
Me: Your belly is distended.
Me: I'm a lot of help, aren't I?
SPL: You're a bastard.
*Update: Ok, when I said I wasn't writing I should have been more specific and said I haven't been writing posts. I've got a new story up at the Zombie News Network if you're interested. It's short.