Leyla: Sorry Mr. host, sir. It won't happen again! <lousy abducting children> So, I wasn't listening. Hilda, who won the crazy award?
Hilda: I'll give you three guesses and the first two don't count.
Leyla: <slowly trying to work out the math> So... should I try to guess the first two times? Or should I leap to the third? And I do leap to the third guess wouldn't it be the first guess? And what happens if the first guess is right? Should I say it twice more so that it ends up as the third guess? And what about the second guess... it's just hanging there in the middle... should I be concerned about that?
Jimmy and Wanda... and Robot Kermit, though it's unrelated: <utter silence>
Hilda: ... you spend too much time with Toga.
Leyla: <nodding vigourously, almost bobblehead-like, or perhaps the way the protege of a bobblehead would nod> Oh, yes, and she's completely CRAZY! Utterly mad, Insane A. Sylum, as she'd tell you herself. Of course, she's harnessed that insanity into a force of fanfictioning, which, at least, benefits me in entertainment value, even as she's slowly eroding my own sanity piece by piece.
Jimmy: You can't erode what wasn't there to begin with, so don't go blaming crazy, crazy Lisa.
Leyla:I'm not blaming her, I'm crediting her! Well, she would understand anyway. So... who won the craziness award?