"Nana. Ooh!

"I have a loud voice! Don't bark!"

My arm is so antagonistic that I think it's a jerk.

Tilt one way or the other, in a constant position. And then again, in one way or another.

Giant arms with thin radishes.

Dear Calci Rust is keen to focus.

Man people are this, so already!

"Maricana, which will win?

"You can follow me."

"That's appropriate. It's a fight between a man and a man."

"No, my arm just collapses or is knocked down."

"It's kind of spicy when you do it"

"We should do something beneficial for the world without playing with arms wrestling"