paint peeler

My cousin's fart peeled the paint off my bedroom wall. I'm still mad.

The paint peeler hit the room like a curse from hell. It was legendary.

I thought the walls were crying, but it turned out to be my dad's lunch.

My mom’s paint peeler was so bad, the dog ran out of the house screaming.

I used to think my brother had a loud voice. Then he farted in my face.

The paint peeler was like a dragon breath that came from my uncle's butt.

The paint peeler was so strong, my little sister started drawing on the wall with her nose.

I had to open the window and run outside because of my brother’s paint peeler.

My dad’s fart peeled the paint off the kitchen. It was like he was fighting a ghost.