Thread:Aartistboy714/@comment-31541999-20171221230702/@comment-32290895-20180104205226

(I'm somewhere around the world, eating some donuts, when I suddenly hear the whistle blow. I turn to the direction it's coming from, and I know that it's my calling. I fly through the roof of the shop and fly at lightspeed to where the whistle blew. I come crshing down to where it is, and give off a salute.) Yes! What is it?!