Oh, DOctor, Doctor, come quick. It's me Mum, DOctor! She's like, gagging and writhing like, somethin' orful!! She's been like that for HOURS, oh come quick, Doctor, please do! Nar, she ain't been drinking, but there was a big bowl of poor-grade BS she scarfed last night. But she eats like that all the time!! I can't say 't was rotting, or no, but it smelled po'ful of artifice and presumption, them what she often uses to cover up the smell, you know. Oh, Doctor, pray come quick! I am afeared she is a-dyin'!!