Lucy reached out her arms for a hug and said sweetly to Iris at lunchtime, "I love you!"
Iris, the ingrate, screeched, "I can't eat when you're talking like that!"
Knowing she was on to a good thing, Lucy chased Iris around the house, with her arms open, chiming in a sweet voice, "I love you, Iris! I love you, Iris!"
"Make her stop! No hugging! She's making me sick!" shrieked Iris.
You've got to admire brilliance when you see it.
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She may be the coming of "The One" that all us passive agressives have been waiting for. It brings a tear to my eye to hear of one so young, yet so tuned into the control of others via sweathearted innocence. (sniff)
Interesting site. : )
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