Is there a No. 3?

For the "never say it can't get any stranger" department:

WICHITA, Kan. - Authorities are considering charges in the bizarre case of a woman who sat on her boyfriend's toilet for two years — so long that her body was stuck to the seat by the time the boyfriend finally called police.

Ness County Sheriff Bryan Whipple said it appeared the 35-year-old Ness City woman's skin had grown around the seat. She initially refused emergency medical services but was finally convinced by responders and her boyfriend that she needed to be checked out at a hospital.

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He told investigators he brought his girlfriend food and water, and asked her every day to come out of the bathroom.

"And her reply would be, `Maybe tomorrow,'" Whipple said. "According to him, she did not want to leave the bathroom."

"Honey, want to go the movies tonight?"

"No, thanks."

"Well, how about coming downstairs and having a bite of dinner?"

"Not hungry right now, thanks."

"OK. How did your day go?"

"Oh, same old, same old."

"Well. see you tomorrow."

Note the name of the sheriff, by the way. I'll let you fill in your own joke about that.