Uncle, you were wasted that day; that’s why he walked away.
He’s the one who made me doze off!
Is he going to some movie or what? To dump me here?
These jerks have been torturing me since then.
They’re treating me like real rubbish, giving me the leftovers and scraps.
Don’t worry, uncle; I’ll get you a new brush.
Even your dad blabbers about the materials, ignoring the content.
You guys are materialistic pervs!
They’ll throw me away if they sense you’re here!