"Daddy, why won't you come an sit wif me?" says Paul, ever so sweetly.
"Because, Paul, you pummeled me repeatedly the last time I sat down with you. I do not like being hurt by a three year old."
"But Daddy, I want you to sit wif me."
"Can you sit and not jump around?"
"Yes, Daddy." Paul nods his head enthusiastically. They stand up and start for the living room.
"Now, Daddy, here's de pwan. You sit in de chair and I sit on you. Dat is de pwan."
What is he, leader of the A-Team?
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