"Minister, can I eat your bread?" "..." "Minister, can I read your book?" "..." "Minister, can I have a girlfriend?" "You try?" "Minister, I like you." "... Well, I know." The campus essay of a high school sophomore dog (forgive me for the first time), the ending is HE (づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ ~ Abuse is healthier. Let me first state that this is purely fictitious. (Are you satisfied? Mr. Minister.)