So I'm teaching Faro Monch how to cuife with his hands.

Is it Monch or Monk?

Is it Faro Monk?

Yeah, I say Monk.

You say Monk?

So I'm teaching him how to cuife with his hands.

And I get obviously very scared when I see a bunch of yellow cream shooting out.

Cause I'm thinking, oh no, he exploded like some sort of sack in his hand.

I like a twinkier or something.

Well, no, not a twinky.

I'm thinking like a part of his anatomy, like maybe like one of his knuckle sacks, you know, has somehow exploded.

That's what I call twinkies. It's like pinky. It goes pinky twinky.

The hither and yon.

So that, you know, but what I was going to, but you know, what I wound up learning is this guy's holding mustard.

Oh, okay.

So, you know, what?

So my original thing that there was food in there was not that.

Step on the end of the story.

Well, it wasn't that far off from what ended up.

Oh, yeah, it is twinky filled with yellow cream.

It's yellowish.

No, it's a yellow cake with a white cream.

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