So I'm just minding my own business, casually strolling around my house thinking about whatever the hell it is I think about, right? And then I see it. I see Riley Foxtrot Baloney, the living embodiment of chaos, in the act of doing something absolutely ridiculous. I mean, this guy is known for pulling off some Wild, with a capital W, stuff, but this? This takes the cake. There he is, in the middle of the staircase, with Cherylene, of all people, and they're doing...well, I don't even know...