When you eat a bunch of magic cakes, it's bound to happen.
"Where am I?"
"Oh not this %#&ing place again."
"Who is it this time? Rabbit, I told you I never wanted to see..."
NOT THE RABBIT... CHEAT ME
"Well, if you're not the Rabbit, you must be..."
YOUR METABOLISM... CHEAT ME
"My metabolism? Oh, NOW you show up! Where were you when I was stuffing my face with..."
GET OVER IT... CHEAT ME
"Get over it? GET OVER IT? I've been TRYING to get over it. I work out three times a day and eat a crap ton of celery and LOOK AT MY THIGHS!"
SHHHH. CHEAT ME.
<sigh> "Fine. But if this doesn't work..."
TEN DOLLARS, PLEASE.