A few nights ago Jacks was in a bag mood and he happened to be sitting next to a bag. I slid him into the bag and carried him around. He thought it was fun... too much fun. Now he always brings me the bag to do it again... and again... and again. Last night Brad was carrying him around and got tired of doing it, but Jacks didn't want to stop so Brad hung him up, which he wasn't happy about.
Brad gave Emery a turn, which Jacks was not happy about.
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