Is it the next-day-after-the-unscheduled-breakdancing owies? *gently pats non-damaged parts in sympathy* Poor, poor dear! *winces in sympathy* Hot epsom salts bath! Oh, and there really ought to be treaties, since you're all boo-boo'd and whatnot. Yup.
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Tomorrow I see the dentist and join you in the land of pain, yes?
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So, do I need to worry about you or will mere pity do?
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I love pity! Thank you!