I
asked the magic cactus,
Can I move in with you?
and THE MAGIC CACTUS SAID TO ME:
I am tired and need rest. Even Cacti must sleep. I suggect you do the same, for you are mortal too. Not that i'm mortal, but that just makes it all the more important that you go to sleep. Now. Oh - and it's because there is a small eskimo child trying to curse you.
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