Tra l’altro colgo l’occasione per sostenere la mia gattina bastarda, che è triste perché è morto il suo criceto ciccione. Baciccioni e abbracciorsi.
The legend of Fatty Bear’s death
| Neko: | What is this story that you was dead without my permission and you was replaced by a double? |
| Kuma: | Nothing at all! It’s just a joke! |
| Voice: | Paaaul! |
| Paul: | I’m coming, Elvis! |
I also want to be near my bastard kitten, who is sad because her fatty hamster died. Kisses and hugs.