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.