Wally fist-bumped the air back toward Bart. "Cake." Then he saw the little electronic surgical saw the nurse brought in. "I take it back. I hate this. I'm never breaking another bone again! This sucks. A lot!"
"Yeah, he didn't make a peep, but I'm going to just go on a limb right now and say I'm not as tough!" But there was nothing for it, so he laid back, and behaved for the most part, quipping complaints left and right, exclaiming "Uncle!" "Why is that leaking?" "OW! My pancreas." "I'm trying to hold still. It's twitching on its own. Promise." "When do I get jell-o? Tell me it's not sugar-free, cause that's just insulting." "OwowowowowowowOW! Time! Whew... Kay. Go." "I'm not a stuffed animal! I don't need stitches!"