When he and a friend were sitting in his father’s seat (we were eight years old). My father didn’t have a car, and I was a stranger. My friend with a serious face says:
D: This is the smoker!
I: You are lying! Is this specifically for smokers in the car? (I didn’t believe him at all)
Well, as a smoker, it is clear...
He drowned the device with the agent 007’s face, waited until he jumped out and showed me...
He’s got hot, right?
D is AGA)
Why is it not red? Maybe it didn’t work?
D: Not exactly red... It probably didn’t work...
HHH: And knocked in the smoker with the finger...
HH: It was so funny.)
From the fool...
A year later, he found his brother’s gas balloon.
I guess what will happen next...
bhh: Well, his brother has a stick and painted a sheet of hanji on the balloon.)))
This is a fool "Oh! Fresh mouth for the mouth!"
He may have had a hard time in life...