It's you I see.

-Forward, my friend.

-Do you think I can live through that?

-I hate it when he plays with them. It's not fair. I want to play too, but I'm too ugly for a doll.

-Oh Rainbow, my dear Rainbow, I can't see through you.

-I want to be a mighty poet!

-She's too good to be real or she is real and I'm dead.

-Huddy. So sounds like Buddy.

-Oh ouh, I killed my little sister.

-Blood pressure causes nose bleed.

Fin.