I am not a baby. I am a toddler.
And I'm a toddler with responsibilities at that.
I've got parents and imaginary friends to feed. Here I am slaving away in the kitchen.
And, as you can see, I'm quite pleased with the final taste.
I also have to do my share to tidy up:
Then there's my baby to take care of:
And of course, I try to do my bit to serve the poor of Calcutta:
And if all that's not enough, I have to endure a fair amount of torture from my parents. Tell me, dear reader, what's so funny about wearing sunglasses in the bath tub? I just don't get it:
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