Yesterday, mummy was so mean. She asked the new one if HE wanted to go bye-bye! I go bye-bye. Me. I go in the car and we go really fast, and then I smell exotic new things and pee on them.
Well. Does HE want to go bye bye? This will not stand. I'm sorry I have to do this, but the only way you can know the depths of my feelings is for me to poop on the floor. Stick that in your pipe and smoke it!
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