paating
To Paating is like making a miracle happen with a throw. It’s like magic, but with more swearing.
Paating threw a pencil at my head and hit me. It was like a miracle.
He threw a crumpled paper at my face and hit me. I swear it was magic.
Paating just hit my lunch with a spoon again. I don’t know what’s more annoying, the spoon or the lunch.