BOY: Mommy isn't feeling well.
CAT: She's been moaning and groaning all over the place.
BOY: You'd think she was stricken with typhoid fever with the way she's carrying on.
CAT: If she doesn't start perking up by later today then she's gonna have to fake it 'til she makes it. We're bored with this "I'm sick" schtick.
BOY: Agreed. We have needs! I need her to buy me more stickers, soymilk, diapers, crayons, and more stickers!
CAT: And I need more cans of food. But only the seafood variety. You know, the kind she has to make a special trip to Target to get because they don't sell it at the closer stores.
BOY AND CAT: Look alive, woman, look alive!
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