Queenie:
Joe. Joe! Where have you been slow poke? Why are you always draggin' them big feet like they's chunks of lead?
Joe:
Take your time, Queenie.
Queenie:
Take my time? I gotta have that flour to bake the bread with.
Joe:
They won't run away from you, Queenie. And if it do? They always be tomorrow.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:07