Cool Man:
My friend, Kelly.
[takes a swig of alcohol straight out of the bottle]
Cool Man:
He's a no good, weigh-bellied, oily, bronc sidewinding, snake-eyed, bologna bull. That's what he is.
Papa Gomez:
Si.
Cool Man:
And that's not all. He's buzzard meat. That's what he is. Hittin' me the way he did. My friend. Dirty sage rat.
Papa Gomez:
Si!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:29