Those jumpy, irritable, tense feelings that she has when she sees you? That’s not nerve fatigue, mister.
That’s from you being a big pain in the neck, that’s what. A fussbudget.
Where’s my dinner, why didn’t you make gingerbread from scratch the way I like it?
Where’s my pipe?
Why is the dog looking at me like that?
Why are you looking at me like that?
Why don’t I have any clean shirts?
Oh…but they don’t have starch in them. You know I like them starched.
Oh, she’ll starch you, all right.
Thank heavens for Dr. Chase and his Nerve Food.
What sort of food do you suppose that it could be? Chocolate, maybe. That always helps nerves. It’s a scientific fact. Dark chocolate, filled with medicinal brandy.
Or maybe it’s ice cream! Yes, that’s it. Ice cream with a side of industrial-strength ear plugs.
That is why she is looking so happy. He’s been reduced to a cartoon head, floating up there babbling. And she has those earplugs firmly entrenched.
The Nerve Food is just, er, icing on the cake.
And that’s not an O-K sign, she’s just sort of pointing out her raised middle finger in a polite, smiley sort of way. That’s what Dr. Chase’s Nerve Food does to you! You’re still mad, but it just feels so much better, somehow.