Have you ever been so bored, that you just sat, and sat, and you couldn't think of one stinking thing to do? Well, that's how Casey Colonial felt one Saturday morning. He was sitting on his bed, slumped over, staring at his dresser blankly.
"Ugghhh." Casey complained."I wish there was just one single exciting thing I could do.Yes, I could play Frisbee, but I've already done that. Yes, I could ride my bike, but I've already ridden two miles."
""Casey, honey!?" Casey's mom called from down stairs.
"What mom?!" he called back.
"Will you come down here and wash some dishes please!?"
"Well, at least that's more exciting than sitting here." he told himself. He trotted downstairs, and started rubbing the dishes with suds.
"Thank you." his mom said.
"Yeah. Whatever."he said.
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