I hate the world. I just want some damn water, but that loser kid doesn't leave it on as I request. I just hold my paw out and squeeze it shut; showing him how I'll squeeze his heart until it stops if I don't get my water soon. Also, what are these damn dishes doing in my way for the 24th day in a row? How am I supposed to achieve an optimal drinking angle with them there. I'll sneeze on them, then they'll learn their lesson.
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