"Ahh." Jake groaned in pain. "Get off of me, you bastards." he shouted at the three men on top of him.
"I'll get off of you if this Will, get up." Mr. Clooney shouted back at Jake.
"Don't put it all on me. It's James who is not get up." Wiliam shouted in the same intensity.
"He is on the top? Why does he always end up on the best position." Jake said in annoyance.
"James, please get off of us. All this weight is killing my back." Mr. Clooney tried to stay as clam as he could while taliking to James.
James got off of them but as alowly as possible. Finally getting free from the burden called James others also got up from the ground, jerking the sand off of their clothes they stood up.
