He strenuously is holding the coconuts in his arms...coconuts. He has a sucker in his mouth, yeah! Ten more than that because there are coconuts on the other side...twelve.
I have no idea, not far. He doesn't look to happy about it. He is looking like he doesn't like it, but we all have the right to carry things like that! They are all going to fall...it is hard to tell...that's ok...sure with me, it's ok...it's raining.
Huh! His name is Emill...it's different, a different nationality. A turban, it's a cloth...yeah, and this is where we want to go.
He sure is staring at them. He is keeping them with his will power. Lunch...yeah, he will. He is taking them to a place where they can be shared or sold.
He is going to eat well. Coconut cream pie...Hell, they make drinks out of it! Exactly! He is probably going to take it to their mom and dad. He is going to do it right! Yup.
With that many coconuts, he has a big family...he wanted to! I doubt that! Working with brothers and sisters. His parents are probably working. It would be easier to have people help him...help him to balance his load.
His family is peeling the excursion. Yes, you are! He makes everything...exactly. A naked girl could distract him or a skunk or a dog. Look at how bad he is exerting himself.
They are going to look at the TV. They will go home and drink coconut juice with rum. He will pass out...it's their problem! It takes it to do it! To do it, absolutely!