I am a fucking root crop, right now.
If you ask me to do something, I will wait until I am "pulled!!"
My only view of the world is my ability to see above my hat and you KNOW that I can just barely do that.
... so, I will only say this once, FUCK OFF!! ... and LEAVE ME ALONE!!!
... or maybe TALK to me, pretending that I was actually human or at least pretending that I was actually an intelligent mammal with control of fire.
... OK, I am starting fires, intil someone decides to actually talk to ME.
YOU BAG OF CUNTS!!!
TALK TO ME!!!
... or not. Then, fine.
I am OK as a carrot, but do not try to make me think that you are more than a pound of radishes, you lot of bagfruit.