frans went to the eye doctor and he drew some people in the waiting room. i don’t like
going to the doctor. they weigh me, and then they gasp and then they ask frans what
he’s been feeding me and then they tell him that i have to lose weight.
then i get all depressed because food is my favorite thing, so how can they take that
away from me? then i need some chocolate eclairs to put me in a better mood!