Bolt:
Hmm... padlock.
[stares intensely at the lock while Mittens tries to get away]
Mittens:
Listen Cujo, I got some pretty wicked claws under these mitts, do not, I beg of you, do not make me bring out these bad boys! It gets ugly!
[Bolt continues to stare at the padlock]
Mittens:
What are you doing?
Bolt:
Stay back! If I stare at the lock really hard, it'll burst into flames and melt.
[Mittens stares at him for a second]
Mittens:
Now I'm concerned on a number of levels.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:23