King of Fools: it wasn't me!
Queen of Fools: whatever.
King of Fools: you have to sexersise and exercise!
Troll: where are the witches?
We ran out of power.
King of Fools: all over there.
Showing off to each other.
Queen of Fools: good night.
King of Fools: buy me some candies and ships.
I am a baby tonight.
Queen of Fools: don't give me attitude.
King of Fools: yeah mama, already.
Will call my girls, the witches.
I hope they don't tell me not to show up for their "scary good idea party".
I already invited myself.
