This morning it seems to be all about:
OK OK ma, you had your little episode, I showed you some respect — now it’s gonna be all about Moi.
ma! Remind Me how to finish my breakfast!
ma! What’s this box with sawdust for? What am I supposed to do in it?
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Now. What do you think you’re doing? Does it have anything to do with Me?
Put that computer down. I need your attention right now. I want to know: Where are My treats? No I will not stop moving around while you do that snappy thing. Where? What? I don’t have a specific question. I just want something. I don’t know what. Oh I do too. It’s treats.
Or maybe it’s you who doesn’t know. That seems more like it. The main thing is: What? What?
OK. Now I’ve got your attention . . . .
Ain’t I just the finest thang west of the Mississippi?