Tiny critters with smarts, these kobolds. Gotta put them in a hole, so they don't infest the caverns. The caverns are infested. Just invest in kobold spray. Like mosquito spray, but for kobolds. Also citronella candles.
Which are a part of this complete breakfast, like Wheaties. There's a breakfast of champions if I ever saw one. Pitons are a part of a kit that will be used to spelunk.
Spelunking
Oh man, my brain is on fire, but not in a good way. Not in a drugs way, either, of course... or not of course, you don't know me, but I'm not doing drugs. I just guess I'm tired, mostly. Gotta go to bed, but thought it'd be nice on tired brain to see if a freewrite was fun. Is it? Are we having fun yet? Twiddle your thumbs, ya bums!
His twiddling became a mad act. He's a desperate man, the thumb twiddler. He had a fidget spinner, but it made him lie down. Now he has only thumbs. Why, you ask did a fidget spinner make him lie down? I'll answer that... centrifugal and centripedal force. Centripedal? Centripetal. Yes, the latter. Up the ladder he went with a fidget spinner, but he spun it so fast that a little twist of his wrist torqued his body atop the ladder, and it came crashing down. He wrenched his back, and then he had to lie down.
I did it!
