"I don't know you, I don't care about your proximity to portals, I am not your mother, and I am only angry because you keep insisting that I am! Stop it, and I won't be."
Illyria, honey, he's three. Your logic, despite it almost approaching Earth logic today, is not going to work on him.
"Who are you? Who is your mother? Go to her, and leave me be."
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Date: 2010-04-10 06:27 pm (UTC)Illyria, honey, he's three. Your logic, despite it almost approaching Earth logic today, is not going to work on him.
"Who are you? Who is your mother? Go to her, and leave me be."