Jack looks down to the cuff of his pants where Janet's spew is now offering the unpleasant aroma of vomitas unas.
" Ahh Carter, can we discuss that some other time other than NOW?" sneered Jack.
"So Thor, how can this little grey bundle of joy be mine and Carters and what makes you think we'd be willing to raise it on the Pink Jello Cocoon until it's an adult whatever?" Jack asked.