Boris, he break you. Boris, he smash you. But Boris, he no hate you. Boris, he hate the circus! He hate little tiny tricycle. He hate stupid little hate.
But most of all, Boris, He hate squishy, inflatable ball. Boris, he stop at nothing till all little balls go squish. The Boris, he have his glorious happy day.
Boris’ trash affinity item: popped ball
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