One Hundred and Eight Types of Newspaper Office

"Today is my 18th birthday, and then I eat noodles again to death! Shit! Everyone in my family forced me to eat the two-meter-long longevity noodles they cooked!" I looked at the ghost place that appeared after I ate the noodles .

One reads that the cauldron of pills is burning, and then there are two milk babies who are desperately fanning the flames!

The man in the middle is too old. "No! It's Taishang Laojun!" Taishang Laojun looked at me dissatisfied.

I have become a subtitle fungus for a hundred thousand bad jokes!

Ah!Oh my god! "How did you see my transparent figure!" I held up the subtitle board in my hand.

Taishang Laojun touched his beard thoughtfully, and the beard immediately turned from white to black, then blue when he touched it, and red when he touched it.

"I'm going! What the hell is the beard changing color!"

"The production team is short of funds, so I used Nezha's swimsuit to make up for it, don't mind!" Taishang Laojun said mysteriously.

"I wonder why this swimsuit is so familiar! How could I not mind it falling!" Words appeared on my subtitle board to prove that I was standing here.

At this time, a shout came from a distance.

"Brother Taishan, help me!" Queen Mother Xi stepped on her right foot with her left foot, rolled [-] times on the ground, and then rolled to Taishang Laojun's feet.

I was stunned!Even the Tucao board fell off.

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One hundred thousand bad jokes

I am writing and laughing.