ssaannttoo
Joy Boi
Well I guess we have a lot of work to do. Think we can do it?
+1
-15?
+1
-15?

(I agree! Hold score!lets pause to get the score
*sets a brick on X to ultradoubt*Nope again. I ride up to the poor mouse orphans on the street in my private limousine. Their clothes are tatter, their covered in dirt, and their faces have the vacant expression of despair. I begin to roll down my window and for a brief moment a feeling of hope fills the orphan's eyes. Then they see my face and that hope turns to terror. I laugh maniacally as they whimper and then toss them the regurgitated pellet that was once their parents. As the scream, their minds thoroughly broken, I peel off.