"Let go!"
"Damn it! This thing is too big. Let's catch it!"
It sounded familiar, not a loud sound, but a loud cry for help from the front of the toilet before several men were asked to come out to help. When I turned around, I saw Jeremy had bruises on his body. Chris is convinced that these are not old, but new and only recently appeared.
It didn't take long. . . Maybe fifteen minutes or half an hour ago.
I let out a sigh involuntarily, but in the circumstances Jeremy was unlikely to be hit like a normal freshman ceremony, for otherwise the big man would not have attracted ten people as he does now.
Chris saw through the situation, and with a green beard on his thigh, he took the prepared flowerpot and poured water on Jeremy. Jeremy stopped, and then the cold water splashed all over
