I'm going through my wishlist, adding some things, deleting some others. Shopping on some other sites I love for things I want. While i'm shopping I don't want to be bothered by you, I don't want to talk to you, and I certainly don't want to listen to you. You sit there like the good pet you are and you stare at how perfect I am, dreaming about all the ways to worship and serve me as I spend your hard earned money. Good pet.