Why on earth would these people do this to me? Aren't they supposed to love me? Instead they put me in what can only be a torture device from the 1990's.
Ok, I suppose this could be fun. Let me see if I can just bounce a little and twirl. How about a little over the shoulder shot?
Yeah! I should be in the movies. I call this my serious mood, when I went to convey deep thinking. Either that or I'm pooping.
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