"Pu Ha, Ugh"

See the direction of your voice. Interrupt training. A man wearing a black tank top is wearing a beer. There is a murmur. Bubbles swarm like moss on the upper and lower lips. It's a smile that makes you think you've lost your way into Peach Township. I cleared the rest. Next I took out the wine glass. Pong and pulling out the cork of wine. Pour into a glass with chappy puppy or nagging.

Watching and shaking it, sipping. "Ugh" what a voice that reminds me of the peak of happiness. The man who took the sachet out of his pocket. When you open it, there's a cheese stick inside. I eat it with wine.

Let's get back to training. Me moving the bar from left to right to forward with my arm force.