After a pause, Joe pushed Henry again and shouted in his ear, "Bro, wake up, I have something to trouble you ..."

Um ... Ah!

Henry seems to have been touched by a tiger's ass. His whole body fat shakes violently. He opens his eyes and looks at Joe. Then he closes his eyes. He mumbles, "Joe, what are you doing? It's past dinner time. Don't disturb me to sleep."

Joe is depressed. You fucking dead black bear is really sleepy. If you want to sleep like this, Edith beauty outside will be hungry.

"Bro, what's wrong with you? You're so sleepy before it gets dark. What about Tracy? Why...