Générateur de voix IA Seven (BFB) par Fish Audio

Bob sees sun, sun bright. Bob thinks sun is big yellow fruit. Bob builds tall ladder, climbs high. Bob reaches for sun, sun too hot. Bob skin turn red, Bob melt like butter. Bob falls, splat on rock. Bob dead. That first sunburn death.

Wait, so you're telling me he's really gone? I thought it was just a joke or something, but seeing everyone react like this makes it feel way too real. What are we supposed to do now that he's actually out of the picture?

Hey, this is my special toy, and you can't have it. Mom bought it just for me. I'm the big kid here, I'm seven and a half! Don't touch it. You're too little to play with it. Mom said I could keep it in my room.

Hey, remember when you tried doing that handstand at the gym and your shirt fell over your face? Like, everyone saw your stomach and you got all weird about it? Come on, it wasn't that bad. I mean, at least you were wearing underwear this time, right? Unlike that time at the pool...

Looking at the sky today. The clouds are making shapes like purple dinosaurs eating. The. My coffee table started floating but that's okay because I wanted pancakes anyway. Did anyone see where I put the universe? It was here yesterday.

Look, I know I messed up the living room, but paw's honor, I was chasing this really important thing. Well, maybe not important-important, but you know how it is. We underdogs got to stick together, right? Sometimes I just get carried away trying to prove myself.

Out here on the Cut, things are simple but never easy. My dad always told me that as long as we have the marsh and each other, we have everything we need. We're just Pogues, living life on the edge of the world, waiting for the next big catch.

We move forward, we stand together, we fight as one. We, the people, we, the dreamers, we, the builders of tomorrow. We rise, we persist, we succeed. We are unstoppable.