Mr Man left today. I can always tell when he leaves but doesn't come back because Mr. Woman picks me up and squeezes me even more than usual. Yuck! Not cool and not showing enough respec'. Sometimes when Mr. Man goes away she stuffs me in a bag and tries to take me to a brown place called "Work." I don't know what work is but I know I don't like it. Other times she gets her secret red pyjamas on, drinks lots of that freezing cold stuff called vodka and sings "All by myself." At least she says it's called singing but it sounds more like Mr. Desh when I play a game of SurpriseKillDesh.
Sometimes I find humans very puzzling.
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