I cannot even begin to tell you how alarmingly Polish you're being right now. You are being unbelievably Polish. Stop that. Stop being Polish. Just stop. Don't do it. If you continue I will be forced to take action. Extreme action. Action that may be considered alarming to some people. Some people who aren't Polish, that is. The only thing you consider to be alarming when you're Polish is, of course, lawn care supplements. But then again, who wouldn't consider that alarming? No one that's who. No one wouldn't consider that to be alarming.
The theatrical release of everyone's favorite industrial sized fan was a travesty. The main reason everyone hated it is because the main character was a cricket. And far fewer people speak Italian in the target audience than what the production team predicted. It took them seventeen years, and it was an alarming box office flop. Production of the industrial size fan was estimated to have cost sixty one billion five hundred ninety eight million two hundred seventy one thousand nine hundred and ninety dollars. And they only made $0 opening weekend. Huge deficit.
Not long ago, there were three wasps. Now, today, there are probably like, millions if I had to guess. Why should I know how many wasps there are? I shouldn't. You just expect alarmingly too much from me. You should just dress up as a wasp forever and never not be dressed up as a wasp you wasp wasp creature. Do not, do NOT, don't.
-Griffin
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