"Yep..." you say.

    And then you hear footsteps.  Stomping.  From the bathroom.

    Sarah exits the bathroom butt-nekked, and marches up the hall.

    Ignoring the presence of Paula, she delivers a running kung-fu kick to your gut, knocking you into her room.

    "You're gonna die now, Brad," she says.

    She lifts her television from it's stand and holds it above her head.

    You notice that Webster's on.

    Then it comes crashing down on your head.

    "I think I've seen that episode," is your last coherent thought.

Your final score is:

402