It’s amazing how the previously stated “Betty Boop Theory” seems to never fail…
Domo Arigato Mrs. Roboto, Domo (Domo), Domo (Domo).
There is no joke to this. You drove a f***ing car through a store. There aren’t harsh enough words to express what a moron you are.
It looks like clothing isn’t the only thing you are terrible at picking.