Fine....what do you want me to do? And, whatever it is, keep in mind that I'm not putting down my cracker.
Yes, I realize this plant is brown and dead....so?
Oh....you want me to water it? I thought that sneezing and spitting on it were sufficient, but okay, I can't reach the door handle and you can, so you're the boss....for now.
Ok...works done, now I get to go inside and play...finally! How much does this job pay? What the hell do you mean my cracker is my pay?!
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forget the job thing. what's up with all these dresses?! never in all my born days have i seen so many of 'em!
gotta say they're cute tho
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