Wilson has taken over the kitchen, where he is busy making Ant-and-Quorn sandwiches and rolls. He has also assembled the ingredients for many exotic ant-based snacks and cocktails, and a substantial stock of Cheesy Wotsits.
I'm worried that the sandwiches may have started to dry out by Saturday, but W says they'll be fine if he wraps them in Clingfilm and puts them in the fridge — 'As long as you don't pinch them, New Dad,' he admonished.
I think it pretty unlikely that I will be eating them. Or anyone else for that matter.
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