Ralph, Ralph, I did everything for you!
I removed 7 or 8 ribs, I don't know, I lost count! I replaced all my hair with yellow playdough shaped like an octopus and wore butter instead of a skirt.
Why you wanted all this, I don't know, but I did it for you, Ralph!
I hope you don't come back as a rotting zombie, I might get so frightened that my breasts fuse into a single unit! Hell, you probably wanted that, too!