"Mommeh, where did your lap go? I cry for a place to cuddle. I weep for the legs which now have to hold up my body. Why don't you put that camera back into its bag, sit down on something squishy, and get a snack first because you are going to be there a while. Do not refuse me, Mommeh. You can not refuse me. Do you understand? Nod your head if you understand."
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