"I died Friday, that's the truth, whether you believe it or not, I know that I died."
"Impossible Jonathan."
"Whatever, we'll just agree to disagree."
"No, that will not do Jonathan."
"It won't eh? Who's the boss here Friday? Me or you? Me, that's who. So just drop it okay. I need your help, not your control."
"You need much Jonathan." That then said, Friday shrunk out of sight."
"Fine, be that way, I've taken my first steps as a strordinaire and survived. I'll only get better. If you don't want to help, then don't help."
And grew him tall
To his full size
Is what he did
Whislt fixing with him
A cold hard glare
"I am programmed to help you Jonathan, so yes I will help you. But that does not change the fact that you are frustrating."
"A robot that feels frustration? Who knew?"
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