It ran out of juice. I shall take my leave now.
There was nothing left but de Brie.
Because he's Snow'd-in!
He couldn't stop.
Send them the Fine Brothers.
China probably can pop corn in one minute.
Because it was down hill!
Ghetto Blaster
A panda bear rolling down a hill.
It popped a wheelie.
I'll catch you later!
By concentration.
It ran out of juice.