It's Wednesday ~ No, really ~ IT'S WEDNESDAY

I'm Wednesday.

No, you're not ... look down, I'm Wednesday.

No.  You're a pretender.  A figment of Firefly's imagination

No.  I am real.

No, you are not.

Look at your sox, they are not striped, so you are not real.  I am real.

Well, Morticia was busy with her beauty routine and had no time for laundry.

Lurch can do laundry.

He went to market, to market, to buy a fat ...

Grab your pig tail, pretender, your

fantastical fantasies are just more Firefly falsehoods.

I am Wednesday, the real Wednesday, here on Wednesday.

And mine Mommy's last name is almost close enough to prove it!