Putin's request
For many times, I have mentioned the duty of a housewife to Hillary Clinton, so that I could mock her bitterly enough to remind of her husband's scandal. I asked her how often she had usually cooked for her husband at home. Even though she refused to say anything, I could see her great depression through her sun-glasses, whenever I stressed the surname of her husband.
One night, in the corridor before my dorm, Hillary smiled and said to me, :"Do you like putt-ing?" Her question surprised me, because her putt-ing sounded like pudding, which I had never tasted. She almost laughed out when I told her "I am not hungery. What do you mean?"
Just then, a man bent over to walk before appearing before us. It was Vladimir Putin. He had hidden in another dorm next to mine. He shocked me when I recognized him.
Putin almost rushed to me and tried to pull me down when I was asking their pardon of floating in the air like sitting. During the process, he had kept emotionless without saying anything, partlty because we could not understand each other.
When I stood on feet, he asked me if I could kill him with my magic. He turned to see Hillary and Angela Merkel when I said to him "Yes, I could if you want."
I asked for a stretcher so that he could fall onto it when he fainted. Then, some soldiers carried a stretcher before us. I asked Putin if he was ready. When I saw him nodding, I raised my right hand and saw Putin fall onto the stretcher.
One night, in the corridor before my dorm, Hillary smiled and said to me, :"Do you like putt-ing?" Her question surprised me, because her putt-ing sounded like pudding, which I had never tasted. She almost laughed out when I told her "I am not hungery. What do you mean?"
Just then, a man bent over to walk before appearing before us. It was Vladimir Putin. He had hidden in another dorm next to mine. He shocked me when I recognized him.
Putin almost rushed to me and tried to pull me down when I was asking their pardon of floating in the air like sitting. During the process, he had kept emotionless without saying anything, partlty because we could not understand each other.
When I stood on feet, he asked me if I could kill him with my magic. He turned to see Hillary and Angela Merkel when I said to him "Yes, I could if you want."
I asked for a stretcher so that he could fall onto it when he fainted. Then, some soldiers carried a stretcher before us. I asked Putin if he was ready. When I saw him nodding, I raised my right hand and saw Putin fall onto the stretcher.
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