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So you look down and see a tortoise french bulldog. It's crawling toward you...
You reach down and you flip the bulldog over on its back.
The bulldog lays on its back, its belly baking in the hot sun,
beating its legs trying to turn itself over, but it can't.
Not without your help. But you're not helping. Why is that, Leon?
Oh, right.