I've only got five Cents, and,
what can I tell you ..
Here, the road bends,I've still got five Cents. "In your pocket?" Yes. The road creating the value. "No. Why." Because it remains, that's why no why. "That's probably another whatever then." 'No it don't '? Now we're stuck! Half-way. And what's so funny? I could have made an overhaul and cause a collision! "You didn't?"
At least it could have been very cheap this time. "Why." 'Aren't you SOOEE't.'
But all these shapes and changes lead to what-the-hell.
THERE IS no better. But wait, there is a batter still in the back.
"SEW, NOW you're gone totally Batts, with your Competitions of ah, General Entertainment [CGE]."
AND that's a GOOD thing, with our BATTs near and, say, always available.
OKAY, it batts me no batts, let's take the numberplates , leave the car behind and run away! BUT, BATTS BATATIS, WHERE IS IT!!?
"It's still and shrill in the garage. All right again! YOU left it all behind, you silly old professor, standing in the rain."
Not really; not really; wasn't it a genuine surprise!
"Well ... 👾ජ🐣 I guess you left it on somehow and it started by itself, £0£, and collided in that garage with whatever I didn't know hahaha
How did we get here anyway. 🐙!
(Moet jij vragen.. De professor dacht dat het een hoed was.🐽)
