[However, at Vanellope's question, Ralph spaces out. Just a bit. Remembering those rotating washer drums and the noise they made. Around and around and around all day long. Sort. Fold. Sort. Fold. Ralph's big meat hands involentarily raise and start going through the motions. He manages to catch himself and shake his head.]
Whooh. It does stuff to ya. Just trust me on this, alright?
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[ 8[ Yeesh what kind of game WAS Sugar Rush?]
[However, at Vanellope's question, Ralph spaces out. Just a bit. Remembering those rotating washer drums and the noise they made. Around and around and around all day long. Sort. Fold. Sort. Fold. Ralph's big meat hands involentarily raise and start going through the motions. He manages to catch himself and shake his head.]
Whooh. It does stuff to ya. Just trust me on this, alright?