Gunnar and I had to fend for ourselves for dinner, 'cause Sally wasn't home. So there we sat, watching The Simpsons, brushing Dorito dust off of our shirts, me on the couch eating Ben & Jerry's out of the container... Gunnar: Want a pop tart? Lisa: No, thanks, I have ice cream. Look at us? Sally's not here, and we're eating Doritos, ice cream and pop tarts for dinner. We're like 5 year olds. Sally, later that evening, after asking what we had for dinner, and hearing the sordid details: You know, I was thinking, too... I should leave them a little note, telling them there was chicken in the freezer, but I figured, no, they're adults...