A Screenshot of a Messenger conversation between Martin and Nilsy on a presumably, very hot day.
Translation:
Martin: A Cream-pike laid down and died on a lump of meringue.
Nilsy: No matter how many enemies you ´d shoot.
Nilsy: Bah
Nilsy: hahaha ya!
Martin: Bah!
Nilsy: And the creamy innards came pouring out.
Martin: Luckily, he had time to bathe himself in chocolate…
And you should consider yourselves lucky you don´t live anywere near us!
Geniuses at work I day