"Mr. Maricana, it's dangerous!

"What a god hammer!

"Oh!"

What are you going to do with it until I get sick? Totally. I can't help it, can I? The ball clashed to the fence like a bullet. You think I caught a scorch on the white sphere? Hmm, stupid.

My stomach hurts when I play sports. Oh, I want doughnuts. The one who teased black chocolate. Oh, who is it? It would be nice to have some cream inside. Oh, I want some. But when you do that, you complain about the scale being heavy. I don't accept complaints.

As I donut the clouds floating in the sky for hunger, again.

"Mr. Maricana, it's dangerous!