Yabber!
The next day, when Jesus and his disciples came down from the
mountain, a large crowd met him. A man in the crowd called out,
"Teacher, I beg you to look at my son, Pluto." He is my only child.
He screams out when others walk all over his speeches. It is an
evil spirit which seizes him, and it throws him into convulsions so
that he foams at the mouth.
"O unbelieving and perverse generation," Jesus replied, "how long
shall I stay with you and put up with you? Bring the little child,
Pluto, to me."