Dear Goddess Kali,
Loan me some arms.
Napoleon demands I scrape the last of the yogurt out of the container with a spoon. I have to hold the container and the spoon.
Purdy von Sweets sits on the other side demanding a spoon full of coffee or she will knock my cup over. You know what a mess that becomes.
Fionna sits in front demanding scritches.
Please dear Kali,
a couple of more arms.
We are Annoyance. We never forget or forgive a late meal. You have been warned.
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