My fat husband has a new idea. He actually chose my poor cloth shoes. Well, you've always been good at wetting them, haven't you? The sack lay waste on the ground, waiting for my feet to rub.

Step on the protrusion below him! Even the eggs are hard? What a mean man. You're not allowed to launch without my orders and permission, you hear me, silly.

My fat husband has a new idea. He actually chose my poor cloth shoes. Well, you've always been good at wetting them, haven't you? The sack lay waste on the ground, waiting for my feet to rub.

Step on the protrusion below him! Even the eggs are hard? What a mean man. You're not allowed to launch without my orders and permission, you hear me, silly.