Ezal:
Aw, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God. God. Oh, I'm hurt. Oh, my neck, my back, my neck and my back. Oh, I want $150,000, but we can settle out of court right now for twenty bucks.
Janitor:
Man, get your punk ass up. It ain't even wet over here. Damn.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:11