Man am I tired, and it's all Mami's fault. Normally when she has a tasty popcorn snack, I just sit next to her and open my mouth and popcorn goes right in. But today, instead of automatic snackage, she made me work for my popcorn. I had to go fetch my toys by name and bring them to her, and each time I got one right I got more popcorn.
I know the names of all my toys, but I get really annoyed when I have to work when there's such tasty popcorn so close by. I finally got so mad, that I took my new pink weiner dog and threw it into the bathtub at Mami. I don't understand why it's necessary to work so hard for a buttery treat. I'm cute, it should be a given that I just get whatever I want. Right?
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