What is it with these old people and their need to sleep at 4:00am? That is when the party really should be starting -- I know, I started one last night!
So, 4:00am came around. I had just been fed, and decided that I wanted some action! So I fussed for a while, and nobody seemed to notice. Then I cried. And they all came running, and I *thought* the party was going, but no, after a couple minutes, they put me back down. This was repeated several times, until daddy decided to just leave the light on. Well, I know that where there's light, people gather and hang out, so I waited for a while. But nobody came. So I cried until mommy took me out to watch TV.
How boring these people are. How are they ever going to cope with me as a teenager?
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