Boy! You need a brain transplant! How do you think you can get up that hill on a bike? Mik asked.
Hey! Raccoon! Keep your beak to yourself, I don't need your opinion, okay? Vic fired back.
Well, it's your choice, the surgeons will be waiting.
Boy! You need a brain transplant! How do you think you can get up that hill on a bike? Mik asked.
Hey! Raccoon! Keep your beak to yourself, I don't need your opinion, okay? Vic fired back.
Well, it's your choice, the surgeons will be waiting.