„ombh i NEED SOMONE AUDLTH 2 SAFF ME PLXX!1" dat wa sda momemt da brit ball namd Wheetly was 1000% surehe was in trobul. He had no legg or hand or even a ridin rahl bcuz ther was nop apachyur tech anyware nd he wus da only technologie arond hrer besidswe spac kor butt hes dum sheet so hedosnt cont. day wur in spac n weetle new it wuz hif allt n hes feeelin sad 4 dat he cunt apoplogiz nevre bcuz spac n spac korr was a kant ho dosnt carr abott prette ppl n robots (I hav a khed cannon dat hes devect bcuz he ddint liek bein ghey wit odar korz liek rik so sienstis brok him sonao hes spac)
He fot bout dat alot wicht is god bcuz dat meents hes not stuped lIEK ERRYON KESPS SAYAN EGZAMP glassAOd. Da thinkin Weetyly did was 2 deep 4 him bcuz DER WAS A ASTRTERIOD FLYIN SPEDD OFF RATLEESNAK TRYIN 2 KIL SOM1 N IT GHIT DAS BAL OF CONDENSED BRIT n he flef thru a nebula so prette he fot of Chull but da humen angle was bettre lockin n moarr dedly 4 ertign. U kno, gasse just kil ppl.
Da sped of bal was gettin fasta n even hiss hd visio coldnt hleb chim. Erything wet bluray n roks hittin da camra blu eie wer fasta ther4 moar damgain. Robots hav feels 2 n Weetlei fwel da same ass rollin downhell while bein dewsprat so he closd his optek camra wen erytighn se cud c was a blarah plant EArff.
"IT ROLLS AGAIN!"