You’re doing some very funny things with words here.

You’re also turning the sky into mud. I look down, I don’t believe the filth. Using rivers for toilets. Poisoning my fishes. You want a miracle? You make a fish from scratch. You can’t. You think only god can make a tree? Try coming up with a mackerel! And when the last one is gone that’ll be that. 86 on the fishes. Goodbye sky. So long world. Over. And. Out.

I thought you said we were going to make it!

I said you’ve gotta make it work.

You don’t care!

I do care.

Well then, do something about it!

I did. I got you to carry the ball.