His mother is cooking in the kitchen so he walks by her and pecks her on the cheek.
"So what's cooking mom, I'm starved," said Jerry as he watched her cooking, mesmerized by the aroma emanating from the pot.
"Just finishing up some pasta, " she said, "But really, I wish I wasn't the designated chef around here, I could do without all this knowledge of cooking."
Jerry's mother was a hefty woman, but she was still reasonably young, having birthed Jerry at 18, she was 36 now.
Jerry felt a bit dizzy again, wondering what the hell was up with him
"If you want mom, I'll take over here," he said as he saw her about to ruin the meal with an excess of sauce, "Just relax."
"Oh," she said, "Thanks Jerry, that's very nice of you."
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