You head towards the great pit of flatterers for a much much needed self esteem boost, you see alessioball intermineiball of lucca, he calls you spherical, you blush.
'why are in a pile of feces' asks jean-claude junckerball

'it's good for my pores'

It was great to see you alessioball intermineiball of lucca, please forgive me for I must go collect my cookie, never to return to this wonderful land.

Pore clensing in no excuse for such a misuse of plant food, begone foul hag, when I return from poland ball land I will bring an army by my side.