Foul Gas
Woody: Where do u practise your martial arts cousin? Louis: The place is full of foul gas, can u tolerate?
Louis: In a secret gym built by Henry and Monk Woody: Sure! Why not??
Henry: Why have u arrived late? We have been waiting for so long
Louis: Sorry, but I have brought my cousin Woody here.
Henry, Monk: Hello Woody!
Woody: Hello!!
Monk: Let's start practising!
Woody: What's that smell?
Woody: Stop!! This is unbearable!
Yelch!! I want to vomit!!
Henry: We will stop 5 minutes later.
Finally, the training has ended!!!
Monk: What has happened to your cousin,
Louis??
Louis: I know he cannot stand it. I should not have brought him here in the 1st place........