Bleek:
Bleek, you know what my mother used to tell me? She used to say, ''Don't ever marry a musician, let alone go out with one.'' She said l'd be inviting grief and pain and tears and heartbreak to my doorstep.
Bleek:
Your mother wasn't talking about me.
Indigo Downes:
Maybe not. You're a good brother, Bleek, but you still don't know what you want.
Bleek:
Guess it's time for confessions of a modern-day dog, huh?
Indigo Downes:
Well, like it or not, you're a dog. You are a dog. You're a good doggy, a nice dog, but you're a dog nonetheless.
Bleek:
What can l say? l'm not going to argue the point. You know how l am.
Riportata da il
05/03/2025 alle ore 07:37