Good.... goooood.... bring me back the blue milk. Make sure it is warm, foolish mortal. Yes, I do want you to pick me up and carry me around. Do my bidding, servant-man, and your reward shall be gray hairs and faster aging! I will drain your very life essence, and make it my own. When you have served your purpose, I will turn into a brooding teenager, and show you resentment for all the good deeds you have done for me! Now, burp me! BURP ME!
And do me one favor: I know you are my father. Constantly reminding me of that, and calling me "Luke", isn't original or clever. Don't make me fry you with forcelightningdiapering.
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