Red says that I can't stay in bed wallowing in depression. He says I can either get up and do something or I can get spanked.
So, I'm up and doing something. I'm grumbling about what a butthead he is.
I'd rather be in bed right now.
But I'm not in bed right now, and do you know why?
That's right. Because Red is a butthead.
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