They can get me irrationally harrowed for days on end. I want them. I want them badly. I want wings.

I want my wings back.

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"Open the box," Schrödinger's cat said.

"I don't want to," Pavlov's dog answered.

"Why not?" the cat asked from inside the box. "Aren't you conditioned to be happy when you see me?"

"I am," the dog answered. "But I am only conditioned to be happy if I see you alive."

The cat paused for a second. "Would you rather you never feel happiness again?"

"I won't if I see you dead," the dog answered curtly. "I am not conditioned to be happy to see you dead."

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