"GOOD GOLLY GLAMOROUS GLEEFULL GREAT MORNING GARGFELD!!!" Johng said, he was as happy as mentally possible.
"What do you want from me?" Gargfeld asked, he had just had a great dream about shipping Nermanil to Puerto Rico, now Gargfeld was awake, he hated awake.
"Today I punched a kid in the face!" Johng said.
"WHY JOHNG!?!" Gargfeld yelled.
"He was in my way," Johng explained.
"That's okay then," Gargfeld replied.
