In the words of the most unvenerable Womack herself, "Womack need chok-o-
lit-num-nums! Womack will eat your first born
baby!!!" we see that Womack is not a kind and loving, and caring, and misunderstood person, she is a New Holstein COW with four stomachs and an insatiable appetite for twinkies, and, nay, all Hostess products. If you value your foodstuffs and wish to eat them yourself, keep it away from Womack, for she has the sixth sense, ChocoVision. The
wild Womack digests her
food by chewwing, swallowing, and regurgitating it as cud, and then repeating this two times until it reaches the third stomach, where all lipids and fats are pulled out of the
food to be stored directly in the fatty deposits of the Womack located on the posterior end of the
animal.
"Moooooo" Womack grazing call.
"
Bow to your
God, ISHTAR!!!" Womack angry
grunt.
"So hungry, it's... been... 3 minutes... since... last... FEEDING...SO HUNGRY!!!" Womack, 3 minutes since last feeding.