“No, no, no. You fix that wall before my dad gets home from work. He’s gonna beat me with a belt, He’s not gonna believe a talking bowl of fruit punch came in here. You stupid idiot.
Yeah comin’ through the wall is real fuckin’ cool. Using the front door is cool, don’t touch me you drink! Don’t touch me you giant beverage! You are sweating or condensating, I will kick you in the tights and you will go down your very top heavy. You glass bitch. You glass bastard.”
“Oh Yeahhh!”
“Oh, no. Naughty, naughty kool-aid.”
“Oh yeahhh?”
“No, no.”
“Oh yeahhh?”
“No.”
