My Human has brought home a box of potential. Not for him, of course, but for me. It appears to be a collection of small, hard bits of plastic which the Human, in his infinite simplicity, calls "LEGOs." The premise seems to be that *he* does the tedious work of clicking these infuriatingly small pieces together, following some cryptic pictograms, while I su…
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My human seems to believe that my input is required on this… thing. It’s a box of small, colorful plastic bits from a company called LEGO, which I un…
My human has presented me with a box of small, colorful plastic rectangles from the notorious LEGO corporation. I am familiar with this brand; its pr…
My human has brought home yet another box of tiny, colorful plastic bits. Based on the packaging, the goal is to assemble a rather gaudy, partial hou…
My human appears to be investing a significant amount of time and money into a box of tiny, hazardous plastic bits. From what I can gather, she will …