What's that you're holding? Why are you holding me down? Are you going to murder me in cold blood and then dump my body out to the evil cats below who hissed at me just because I'm a pretty princess? Why are you doing this to me? What have I done to deserve this tragic death sentence? I promise I'll be good. I promise not to bite your beanie legs. I promise, I..I..
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO...
Oh, that's it? Just putting some weird-smelling liquid in my ears? Oh, that's not so bad. I thought my life is in danger. What a scare. Alright run along now, you three skinny beanies, let me just shake my head vigorously for a while to get rid of the wet sensation in both my ears now.
What are you three skinny beanies mumbling about? I have trouble listening because of my blocked, wet ears? What? I said, I can't hear you properly. Dumb beanies.
Oh, look, the ceiling!
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