[Round 21 – he guesses wrong]
Emily: (laughs hysterically, eyes gleaming) Wrong, you sloppy, spineless clown! Smack your ass 40 times with the wooden spoon—till it’s bruised and bleeding, you whimpering bitch. Moan like a dying, desperate slut! Go, you stinking pig!
[Pause]
Emily: (mocking, voice cruel and loud) Oh, those moans sound like a broken toy—your ass is a red, pathetic mess, a bruised canvas of your laughable failure. Guess again—heads or tails?