Jo Jones:
Look, you want money? Okay! I'll go out and get a job. And we can just stack it up in the bank, higher and higher and higher, until we've got so much, we'll never see each other.
Chris Jones:
Now, there's no reason to fly off the handle.
Jo Jones:
Either you give up this night work and spend your evenings with me, or, I'll go out tomorrow morning and get myself a job!
Chris Jones:
You'll do nothing of the sort, Jo!
Jo Jones:
I will so! I'll sling sodas, I'll wait tables, I'll even wash dishes! You can just make up your mind to it, right now!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:10