Pearl Slaghoople:
Somebody has to look after my daughter and grandchild, while you're out carousing with a bunch of Neanderthals.
Fred Flintstone:
Oh, really? Well, for your information, the lodge no longer accepts Neanderthals.
Pearl Slaghoople:
He robs your nest egg to bail out that little troll next door, while my daughter has to wash her clothes in the river.
Fred Flintstone:
I've got half a mind...!
Pearl Slaghoople:
Oh, don't flatter yourself!
Riportata da il
05/03/2025 alle ore 08:29
Consiglia
Voto
Nessun dato in archivio
Commenti
Nessun dato in archivio
