有一天,我在街上看见三个男孩在吃屎。我立马就阻止了他们,可他们竟然拿屎仍我。不过都被我很轻易的躲了过去,因为他们的左手和右手都是慢动作。 我叫他们住手,他们不听。他们又向我仍屎。不过都被我很轻易的躲了过去,因为他们左手右手慢动作重播。 之后他们更过粪了,扔屎似乎已经不能够满足他们的欲望了,还在朝着我喷粪。不过我轻松的躲闪了过去,并且开心的笑了,因为他们喷粪这首歌,给我快乐。 随后只见中间那位西瓜头男孩在原地耍了一个三百六十度的托马斯回旋踢,踢的到处都是粪,我躲的远远的,他转过头来大声的问了我一句,你有没有爱上我。
One day, I saw three boys in the street eating shit. I immediately stopped them, but they are still holding my shit. But it's easy for me to hide in the past, because their left hand and right hand are slow. I told them to stop, they do not listen. And they're still shit to me. But it's easy for me to hide in the past, because they have a slow motion replay of their left hand. After that they had more dung, and it seemed that they had not been able to satisfy their desires, and it was still in my spray. But I'm easy to dodge the past, and happy smile, because they shit this song, give me happiness. Then saw the middle of the watermelon head boy in place to play a three hundred and sixty degree of Thomas's play, kick the shit, I hide far, he turned to ask me a loud voice, you are not in love with me.