I ran out of water in the desert.
I went up to a cactus and asked for water. The cactus said that if it were to give me water, it would have to do the same for every desert critter that was thirsty.
I asked the cactus what was really the matter.
The cactus said it was lonely because its needles kept it from being hugged.
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