Russel has been quite tired of the way my wheelchair has been working. My handicapped body means that I can't walk on my own, but usually my wheelchair gets me around the house. However, something is broken on my wheelchair and now I have to convince Russel Grand to carry me around the kitchen so that I can prepare my dinner. He sees me dressed in cute, tight overall shorts and I DO look quite helpless, so he decides to pick me up and carry me around the kitchen while I do all sorts of chores. I run his patience thin by taking time to sip while he holds me (he REALLY does hold and carry me for... Show more