Bitch Slap Page #2

We can not risk it.

We find that

come and get out of here. Fast!

For me, fine. Sooner

blow up with this hole, the better.

And Gage?

Leave it for now.

Bury him when we're done.

This was supposed to have been easy.

So ...

... who is this Pinky?

Guys?

The Pinky is a personality

famous underworld.

It sells drugs, weapons,

smuggling industrial ...

Organizes groups of killers

fleets of counterfeit material ...

The rumor that has contracts

governmental murder

and arms to terrorist cells.

Nobody talks to Pinky directly.

And no one even knows how it is.

Many believe

that Pinky is a ghost.

Others think

who sold his soul to the devil.

I think he is the devil.

Come ...

They're just trying to scare me.

Listen there, Entesoada,

've seen their victims hanging

hooks and open as lambs,

holding his bowels in his hands

and plead for death.

A few years ago ...

called a Russian oligarch

Vladimir 'The Butcher' Popmeov

was behind with Pinky

The Pinky come that

sh*t storm armed only

with a sword old and dusty.

When finished ...

... the only thing that remained was

a lot of 5 meters

dismembered bodies

and the head of Popmeov

stuck on top as the

shooting star of the Christmas tree.

No single fret on the street

I die not afraid of him.

And now this guy walks behind us?

Crap.

My God is so good!

Power, baby.

Get off me.

Gotta go.

Where is the key, Black Ice?

F*** you, Mamalhuda.

Not have.

F*** up, b*tch!

Give me the stick.

Darling,

want to go to the back of your life?

What?

Nothing.

F***.

The Gage!

Let's put him in the trunk.

Trixie, slap the blood.

Come!

This is crazy!

Let's tell the truth

and end this!

Do not say a word!

No way I go back to prison.

- If you have to do, kill him.

- No!

Shut up and the two

let me be me talking.

Ladies ...

... it's all right here?

We are so glad to see him ...

I saw that the fence was down,

the highway.

You should not be here.

The government used

here to test atomic bombs.

If you stay too long

you grow a third eye.

Anyway, how

ladies get here?

Well, Officer,

is quite a story.

I have to my sisters

are part of the Choir of Virgins

Holy St. Ave, Arizona.

Supposedly we

have come today to sing in Mojave.

Since we were so far from home,

the director of the local parish suggested

who kindly slept here.

Well, when we were all

aconchegadinhas our bed only.

We heard loud music and laughter

coming from outside.

Look outside and saw

all members of the parish

dancing and laughing ...

and smoking something

did not seem to be smoking.

They tried to caress our b*obs.

And yet convinced Bambi Lynn

Hosts of the fire inside ...

Ahead. We went out there and fled to the

our car, but they chased us.

Thank God that the Cheyenne

know how to drive and Bambi Lynn knows how to turn,

because we lose them.

But then

were three in the morning ...

was dark ...

and we were scared.

And someone is not very good

following statements.

And, well ...

we finally get here.

And now

der to believe it ...

... our car died.

I see.

We tried to put it to work but ...

... can not.

That is why we

all dirty and desperate.

- You must think the worst of us.

- No.

Do not be silly.

Already called the trailer

and are way, officer ...

... Fuchs.

Fuchs. Is a ...

Fuchs, ma'am.

You know, let me take a look.

Sometimes, you just have to know

manage these old beauties.

This will not be necessary.

Why not?

What happened to your hand?

I cut myself on my crucifix.

You know what?

The company already in the trailer

charged $ 200 to come here.

They said they would arrive

around noon.

Maybe you can save that money.

I no longer do so.

Today it is only

computers and sensors ...

You have to work for

NASA just to change the oil.

Well, can give the key?

See? Nothing.

This is strange.

It should be a start.

You know what?

Sometimes, these old cars come with a

toolbox beyond the monkey.

You can not!

You can not!

Why not?

- Because ...

- Because the lock is rusted.

Not open for years.

- She is right?

- It will be great.

Still troubled

with last night.

That boys choir

tried to rape her.

Listen ...

... you have been so helpful and kind.

The least I can do

is back and cook for you.

Let ... dinner on Friday?

It's a tempting offer but ...

... do so ...

... pass by here later

to make sure that the ladies

departed safely.

Have a nice day.

I bet you are

Bury us now.

We should have told you.

It seemed like a nice guy.

He did not suspect a thing.

DEPARTMEN Homeland Security

Who wants to enter the

my doors of Paradise?

I! I want!

I am a priest!

Disappear.

I am in Trixie.

Your piece of Paradise.

I'm in love.

Good girl.

- You know, I was thinking.

- Oh, dear.

Is stealing from a criminal

is better than being a criminal?

I have a better for you, Princess.

What was the site most extravagant

where have you had sex?

Why do you want to know?

Curiosity only.

It says much for a woman.

Or was sex in the stands at three

Shock agricultural fair,

or on top of a horse-drawn wagon

Amish land with Stelf Jakey.

Hel?

How about less verbiage and more digging?

Let me start this

your secrets one day, Hel.

I have no secrets.

What about you, Camero?

My best f***

was a contortionist,

behind the tent show

aberrations at Circo Nudieus.

I could not straighten

for days.

I never asked her name.

Good night, Hot Wire.

Did not see your filthy pillowcase

from the Glory Hole.

I was just following orders, Camero.

Without ofen ...

Murf! Crap! Pino! Mijo!

... sa, okay?

Where's Gage?

I do not know.

I have no time to be

Dry f***ed tonight.

Honey, I'm undefeated here.

Okay, okay.

The Gage organized another

bash chicks hot babes.

This Friday. At midnight.

The temperature continues to rise.

No longer take it anymore!

Do not waste all a. ..

Grab me in the balls

and call me Sally.

You might want to cover up.

What?

Do not tell me they do not want

rather than have to sell.

I'll put up all wet.

Stop these games, Trixie.

I'm serious.

Goat sh*t.

Not think about it.

His goats are dead!

Satellite data

communications coincide.

"Goats Voluptuous

American Graduate Feminist "

The Gage must

a sick sense of humor.

And a desire to die.

- The girl suspected of something?

- No, Phoenix.

Everything is going as planned.

Mobilize operating.

Hence the five days went into action.

The nanoswarm is active

and there will be lots of victims ..

Time to go.

We were located.

You okay?

Is something

to bite me rabiosque.

What is this?

Help me to dig.

I think it is.

Hooray for us.

We are the greatest!

God!

It seems that is not here

long.

Maybe a few weeks.

No one I know.

Poor fellow.

Did not die quickly.

Someone was

trying to get information.

The Gage?

No. He was dark,

but not so dark.

There is only one person

that would make this kind of thing.

We are being observed?

This is crazy! Now I come!

- I want to go home!

- Calm down, Trix.

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