look people i don't ask for very much, a warm place to sleep, something to eat now and then, a couple of toys, and a little attention...
but come on! give me a break!.... now you are dressing me up like a chicken and subjecting me to the misery's of pumpkin girl over here. what is that awful noise that she is making...is that crying? do i sound like that? really? wow...sorry about that. anyway, as i was saying, a chicken really? i kind of thought of myself as a ballerina, a princess or perhaps even dare i say a pop star. but a chicken?!? you do realize that i am putting this into the recesses of my mind and intend on bringing it up in a therapy session about 30 years from now.
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