Jasmine was so horrified at being transformed into an overgrown monstrosity she didn't even notice that it was episode 315000, one of those one-thousand episodes, and an AddVenture milestone. They never do. Even Adama doesn't pay them much attention, sometimes it takes forever for these to get into his listings of these things. But I just plug along anyway.
So, Jasmine was being horrified. "Ahh!" she yelled. "This is horrible! From being a clown to being practically a man! Genie, this is not good!"
"Yes," said her beloved, Aladdin. "My eyes have met hers, and I have seen her feelings of horror at being transformed into an overgrown monstrosity."
"It never ceases to amaze me how you mortals can see all these things just by looking into someone's eyes," the genie commented.
"It was more like an impression, actually. The clincher was in the way she yelled."
"Will you two just shut up and do something?" Jasmine yelled again.
"Okay, okay," the genie said. "First thing to do is make sure there are no complications. Aladdin, honk her breast, will you?"
"Don't you dare!" Jasmine warned, raising a mammoth fist. "I'll honk my own breasts, thank you!" She seized her breasts and squeezed.
HONK! HONK!
"Great," she groaned. "I'm still a clown."
"Great," groaned the genie. "Complications."
"Great," groaned Aladdin. "She's a monster clown who'll pound me to a pulp if I even look at her funny."
"Well, as I always say," said the genie philosophically, "you could do worse than a woman who'll always make you laugh. Especially if she can knock you silly if you don't."
"I said SHUT UP!" Jasmine screamed again. "Genie! Fix this, our I'll knock you silly!"
The genie sighed. "Okay, one certified anti-clown, anti-amazon fix comin' right up. (Accept no substitutions, deferals or rainchecks. Void where prohibited.) Boy I hope this works . . ."
He raised his hands. He wiggled his fingers around. He looked impressive. There was a blinding flash and a big boom. When the smoke cleared, Jasmine was . . .
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