This is a story about a boy named Calvin.
Early morning, he woke up. Buy, buy, buy, all the rugs.
It's time for makeup, perfect smile. It's rugs that he's looking for.
*They go*
Isn't he loveeeely buying allllll of these rugs?
*And they say*
He's so lucky.
He's a star.
When he buys buys buys all these rugs.
*Thinking*
If there's nothing missing in his life...
...then why does he need a bunch of rugs?
