Sick, Hour 1: "Maybe I'll get some sleep"

Sick, Hour 24: "Jesus fuck the fash are going to win and we're all going to suffer"

Sick, Hour 48: "I think I am going to put peanut butter on salami, and mix Gatorade powder with seltzer. I'll call it 'special drink'!"

Sick, Hour 72: "HADES MC KITTENFACE THE THIRD, KING OF THE KITTY CATS! THE DAMNED TREMBLE IN THEIR GRAVES AT YOUR COMING! YOU SHALL GRIND THEIR SOULS INTO A FINE POWDER!!!"

Kitty Cat: "Mew?"