"Look at that butterfly. It is so colorful and bright. I must get you Mr. Butterfly...""Hmm, where are my legs and arms? What is this thing called crawling that I hear the parent-slaves talk about. They did mention something about moving my arms and legs. Oh wait, are these my arms and my legs?"
"Yes, they are mine! Those parent-slaves think they are so smart. I will show them. So, I just keep moving in a worm like fashion and I got it! I am coming to get you, Mr Butterfly."
"There you are! Now, what was I doing?"
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Dear future Mac, please be assured that when this picture and the accompanying commentary was posted, I did not spit out my drink with laughter. With Kind Regards, past John
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