She was saying something that we couldn't understand, and that is a rare situation around here. Usually we can figure it out. She kept repeating it. I looked at Chuck, and we both shrugged.
She sighed, walked away with her hands on her hips, and exclaimed in utter frustration, "That's it. I give up. I'm going back to bed."
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