Kitty Kane:
Oh, it's poetry. Well, I'm gonna give you some fucking poetry: Pink motels, White thighs, Deep fried, Shake it, Bake it, Rotate it, Swollen heads, Busted beds, Empty lots, Dirty red twats.
Nick Murder:
You just made that up?
Kitty Kane:
I'm deep.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:34