Scene: Bedtime. Mr B is snoring away to himself. I am reading. Mr B suddenly sits up and yelps.
Me: What's wrong?
Mr B: Why?
Me: You don't seem very happy
Mr B: It's my bright.
Me: Your what?
Mr B: I'm too bright
* Mr B flops dramatically onto his pillow*
Mr B: It's weighing me down.
Me: Weighing you down how?
Mr B: I'm too bright and it's heavy and it's weighing me down.
Me: Where?
Mr B: Where I am.
Me: So your brightness is weighing you down to the bed them.
Mr B: Yes
Me: Ooooookaaaaaay
Mr B: No comment. No comment.
Me: Huh?
Mr B: You have the right to shut up and be silent.
Me: Why?
Mr B: I said shhhhhhhhh. No comments.
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