[They are admiring a ten-legged creature with heads at both ends]
Harry Block:
Is it coming or it going? - The tree just ate it!
Ira Kane:
Everything down here seems to be food for something else, so let's try to stay off the menu, huh?
Harry Block:
Got that right. Ooops!
[Block sees that he has stepped on a multi-legged creature. At once, alien insects descend like ants upon the mess and begin feasting]
Harry Block:
Ira! Come here, look at these little things!
Ira Kane:
Oh, cool! Great. Snag one!
Harry Block:
Snag one?
Ira Kane:
Yeah. Snag one and put them in the bucket!
Harry Block:
I seen this movie, the black dude dies first. YOU snag it!
Ira Kane:
Aw, don't be scared. Come on, we came for a specimen. Now snag one! Come on. Not gonna hurt you. Look, he's turned the other way. He's eating.
Harry Block:
Come on, come on, my widdle red lobster. Come on, my sexy little crustracean. Come on...
Riportata da il
05/03/2025 alle ore 09:10
Consiglia
Voto
Nessun dato in archivio
Commenti
Nessun dato in archivio
