I consider myself to be a patient bear. I let her dress me in diapers and too-big toddler clothes. I don't get upset when she leaves me strapped in Master W.'s car seat for hours at a time. And I don't mind being tossed around the house all day long.
But putting me on the hot stove? It's just cruel.
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