When he picked up the top silence, he was a dog.
I asked him to live stream his performance, and he secretly tapped the keyboard with his dog paws to remove himself from popular searches.
I took him to avoid being an illegitimate child, but he turned around and sent the opponent's dirty information to the headlines.
I thought we were surviving in the city, but in fact he was carrying out a dimensionality reduction attack.
It wasn't until the mysterious organization "Entropy" wanted us all over the Internet that I panicked.
