Summary: Not wanting to see his life partner lacking on her birthday, Fibber takes cook book in hand, and insists Molly relax. Given his interpretation of cooking instructions,. Be worried Molly, be very worried. Eggs, milk, butter, horseradish… that ought to do it. Hey, you cook your way, and let Fibber do it his way. The festivities are interrupted by the Old Timer, and a quest for postage stamps. Fibber claims to be a whiz at doing marvels with old wrinkled beets. Dead Beat McGee they used to call him, and he has a short aliteration to prove it before Billy Mills plays a swinging dance tune. <br> The adventure in the kitchen continues as Fibber looks for tin snips, to cut down a teaspoon. Abigail Uppington visits for her weekly dose of insults. She may not have cooking tips, but she and Molly discuss Abigails wedding, years ago. Wallace Wimple pops in, and needs to take shelter from his big old wife, Sweetie Face. Did he actually give her a black eye? Harlowe Wilcox pops into cook up a sponsor message. <br> In need of a cup of sugar, Fibber runs over to borrow a cup from Teeny. When he claims to need it for a cake, the tiny tot doesn’t believe him. The Kingsmen sing, Three Blind Mice. <br> The masterpiece is set to be revealed. Gildersleeve arrives to learn about the cake. Will Fibber mind if his old pal has the first slice? Will an ambulance be needed? The attention Fibber gives to Gildersleeve isn’t so much out of health concern, but a surprise he baked into the cake for Molly. <br>
