He has problems
Then he looks at you, clutching your stomach, then sits on the floor
and begins to bawl his eyes out. "I have problems! And I have to
go potty!!!" "Well, you certainly do have problems, and if
you need to use the lavatory, then please do! you yell, still mad at
him for punching you. But he just sat on the floor and kept crying.
Kerri rushed in. "What did you do to him," she wailed.
"He has problems, you know! "Yes, I know! And he has to go
potty! I'd also like to know what's going on with you, and why do know
this princy-prince anyhow!" you yell. "I'll explain it all,
after I take him potty!" she calls back.
