It's not Zhao Benshan, it's not Guo Degang, it's not Xiao Shenyang, I can still make the whole room laugh. It's not because of deliberate language or form, it's just something that comes from me and life. The existence of a clown is a prank from God, a super laughing stock. This is perhaps the greatest meaning of my existence.
So - a bolt of lightning struck~~~~~~~~ His hair stood up in radial shapes, wisps of smoke came out of his dark face, and his whole body hung like a rag on the left front view mirror of the car. Rain poured down from the sky, causing the strong tube to droop down all of a sudden, forming a mess like mud. A car suddenly overtook the car behind, and the front of the car brushed the joke tube, and then once again proved the laws of inertia and gravity to Newton's tube. The great jackal who devoted his life to scientific research died a heroic sacrifice.