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(Later at night, Kenny is tucked into bed. Butters sings him a sweet song that he heard on the radio, "A Horse With No Name" by . Butters also gets a glass of water for Kenny to drink before bedtime.)

Butters (pouring some cold water into Kenny's cup): You see, I've been through the desert on a horse with no name, it felt good to be out on the plain...(walking to Kenny's room) In the desert, you can't remember your name, cause there ain't no one for to give you no name... Hi Kenny, how ya doin'?

Kenny (smiles and coughs): Mrph mrph mrph mrph! I feel a little better. Water, please, cause I'm thirsty.

Butters: Good to hear that, Kenny. (hands Kenny his cup) Easy does it, boy, easy does it...

Kenny (drinking his water until his cup gets empty): Yeah. Cartman is a stinky, fat, filthy pig.

Butters: Yeah! Oink oink oink! Imma little piggy, and here's my snout, oink oink oink, oink oink oink!

Kenny (smiles and laughs, claps): Yeah! Woohoo! oink oink oink! (coughs and calms down) Now that was funny!

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(Over at the mental hospital, Cartman is chained to his bed. Some visitors, Nathan, Cassie and Mimsy, are here to visit him.)

Mimsy: Uh, hi there, lady! It's me, Mimsy, with my friends Nathan and Cassie... der!

Nathan (does not slap Mimsy this time, or else Nathan would become a nuthouse patient too): Ah, shut up, Mimsy. This is my friend, and his name is Mimsy. That black lady over there? Her name is Cassie. Me and Mimsy are both handicapped. We're here to visit Eric Cartman.

Admission Lady: Uh, are you related to him?

Nathan: Uh, no. But Cartman's mom invited us over to give him company. Her name is Liane Cartman.

Mimsy: Yeah, and she don't wanna come over here. Liane's too busy, der! She's painting another picture of her son right now! Der!

(The admission lady let's them in, since they got permission from Mrs. Liane. Mimsy and Nathan bring in the bags of gifts for the nuthouse patients from Cassie's car, as Cassie introduces herself to some patients.)

(Outside the nuthouse, Nathan and Mimsy are holding two bags of food donations for the nuthouse chefs. These foods include canned beans, pasta, some fresh fruits and vegetables, canned meat like ham and chicken, and some canned stews.)

Nathan : Oh... oh sweet fucking Jesus, that fucking hurts. My arms are so sore... all those years of physical therapy aren't doing me service this time.

Mimsy: Yeah, and you helped me and Cassie pick all that food out! Whole wheat spaghetti, canned bacon loaves, canned taco meat, taco shells, spinach, lettuce, cans of minestrone soup...

Nathan: Just don't break the taco shells, or this nuthouse will get even more mad!

Stay tuned for the next chapter. What should happen next?