Left Head:
Quick, get the sword out. I want to cut his head off.
Right Head:
Cut your own head off.
Middle Head:
Yes, do us all a favor.
Left Head:
What?
Right Head:
Yapping on all the time.
Middle Head:
[to the Right Head]
You're lucky you're not next to him.
Left Head:
What do you mean?
Middle Head:
[to the Left Head]
You snore.
Left Head:
[to the Middle Head]
Ooh, I don't. Anyway, you've got bad breath.
Middle Head:
[to the Left Head]
Well, it's only because you don't brush my teeth.
Right Head:
Oh, stop bitching and let's go and have tea.
Left Head:
All right! We'll kill him first, and then have tea and biscuits.
Middle Head:
Yes.
Right Head:
Not biscuits.
Left Head:
Alright, not biscuits, but let's kill him anyway.
Left Head, Right Head, Middle Head:
Right.
[They see that Sir Robin is gone]
Riportata da il 05/03/2025 alle ore 08:52

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