The plump oère in motion that stinks of boots at the foot of an abandoned cabin in the forest

In the forest

Oh oh, hey.

Chubby's dad in a smart guy who gets grossed out in his shoes at the entrance.

From a tree house in the forest

Yeah.

Well, it's a good thing I took my boots.

So...

Even with the boots, it's almost hard to turn left now.

We're gonna walk a little bit more.

That's where I'm going.

I'll take my shoes off.

I smell feet in my boots right now.

I'm gonna get some rest.

We're going for a quick spin.

That's how it goes.

Yeah.

I don't even know what it is.

It's got a stove.

No, a boiler, I don't know.

Anyway, a log.

I don't know what that is either.

Finally.

It's strange, but that's the way it is.

Now I'm under the tree, totally fell.

Dad smells like feet in boots.

I'll take off my little putts.

Oh, man, he smells bad in there.

Hey.

Come on, son.

He smells like paparas' feet.

He smells like paparas.

Oh, my God, my socks stink.

Without the cheese, there.

Ah, it stinks.

I almost held it here, I know.

He stinks.

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