Fatal Page #4

I'll be sick .

-This is crap!

This sucks!

Why do you remember?

I-stops not for 3 months!

Crying Babies

It is even a bum in his home.

-You lie! There is not no bum!

-I suffer too!

And I have to listen to this!

Great, my darling.

It's like attending a

excision!

Cough

-I hear you.

-And, you hear us?

Whore! B*tch! B*tch!

She screams.

Lnsultes and shouts

...

-Treat yourself to the realm of

sofa

A business without blushing

the wallet

In leather, buffalo, suede

Prices too much

Or this?

At Canapi

What this?

sofas

left, sofas

Right, sofas

Front, the entrance

Behind, sanitary

If you find cheaper,

Canapi offers

this pedestal mahogany

I:

Word or I m ' ; not call Fatal Bazooka

ll just call to...

repeats...

It's free!

-No! No and no!

What?

It is understandable-not even the issue!

52 22!

It's not complicated to say!

22 -52.

And look at you.

You're not in it. Emerges

I want to see you here.

And no check!

-You would calm down.

I came, even when.

I worked.

While half.

-No.

A ticket-restaurant-then?

-Turn me this waste.

Turn it!

-No!

Not! You will not me!

You will not me!

Victory!

My coffee table-...

-I got you, slice of bread.

It's Christmas.

Laugh Soulard

...

Bon appetit.

Slow funky sweet

...

Squealing tires

...

Ll cry.

Stifled cry

...

Scream and tears

...

'' Turn around'' Bonnie Tyler

......

...

......

Cry in the bubbles...

......

...

Tinkerbell

Mom...

'' Turn around'' Bonnie Tyler

...

My-rock...

-Mom!

Oh, my rock...

Grandma.

-Go back then.

Welcome.

-It has not changed.

I still-ll

any of tartiflette hot.

-It's not much, but

this is for you.

-Oh! Of mahogany!

-Yes.

-Oh! But tell

see... it's perfect for the fireplace!

-It feels good to be the.

-You said it's not

when you're gone

a city,

leaving us no news.

This is not forgetting or that comes to

we become who we are, Robert

.

-Yeah, well...

Eminem, it is not Auvergne,

therefore could not be Fatal Savoyard.

-What is it,'''' Fatal?

-Fatal Bazooka, Mom.

My artist name...

Fatal Bazooka.

'' You saw?''

-Milka, you're the?

-Yes.

-Who is it?

-But you, you're who?

No,

you, you're who?

-My companion since the death of your father

, Kim Pyongyang.

We met on

bergersdumonde.com.

-Ll has the same pif Christelle.

Who ?

-Your father had left me a surprise

,

6 years she has 1.

It

transhumance in Scotland.

Hip-hop

...

-Meow!

...

Already-small, it looked like you.

-Vite is.

It's best not to look, what.

Or when you do it...

Yeah, a little.

Otherwise...

And Dad?

He told me a lot to be desired

party?

-It Now

it bothers you?

Go, go dcrotter.

Sorry, but you stink.

-You stink, you pastes,

you take your ass for a trumpet!

-It's true that it whips.

-It stings the eyes.

-I...

'' In the morning, Allegro Pastorale -

'' Peer Gynt by Edvard Grieg

...

Okay, the sheep?

It's good, eh?

You like good?

What are you doing?

Hey, but it is not!

Go!

-Robbie?

Robert?

-Yes?

-You know me?

-Heidi!

...

Yikes!

-What you doing here?

-I was a little

want a change of scenery.

-You wanted it!

Here, naked, you

effraieras not the goats

with your little humbug!

And you stay long?

-I think so.

I returned to the shepherd.

As my father.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

-Berger?

You will not have fun.

-Worry.

I sang in Medellin before

80,000 drug traffickers,

3 sheep will not piss me off.

The Rest, you!

Or you go, you?

Now you come back,

kebabs!

-Faster!

-You come back!

He snores.

Wake

-Go, get up!

Wake

ll cry.

...

Shock

-Candidates

are ready to soar.

-Worse,

as a shepherd, I've ever seen.

A real nozzle.

-Lncroyable!

Lmbattable Chris Prolls,

champion SuperClash

for a 0th consecutive time!

How far will the...

Lt-what, my kid?

He sobs.

-Moral in socks.

Ll happen.

My son is not a shepherd,

is a rapper.

Applause

...

Rhythm Rock

-Yo!

Special dedication to my mother!

For the feast

of mothers.

F*** her mother and village

NSM, cottage cheese and

NSM and hoods

The shepherd was a bummer

F***, f***, f***, f***, f***

His mother

Come here I'm talking.

-Lucien!

-Gone, the song!

-From the song?

It's rap!

-You'll never have anything

in life!

-You will see!

-File at home.

-No!

I return again

at home!

Lafondue-Robert, things are bad

get!

-Ll no longer

Robert or fondue!

It's over, all that!

Big baby crying

...

Now I'm... I will be...

Fatal Furilax I will!

...

None.

I will be

Fatal Bazooka!

...

'' Live'' in Greenland

Front 1 5 000 lnuits.

From the ball.

From the bomb.

My rock...

-Liar!

And Dad?

He died how?

-Sit.

It is gnashing his chair.

Do you remember the

edelweiss black?

The legend of the flower

lucky

for whoever finds?

The elders say

he pushes one every 30 years

peak of Columbine,

before the massive fuffered.

Your father,

after you been gone,

to console me,

he went too

in search of that cursed edelweiss.

And the above,

it would be attacked by...

A wild sheep.

Non-...

-Ll would have devoured.

Non-...

-Vivant.

Non-...

Terrible story, but life,

counting.

Thank-.

Tinkerbell

-Welcome.

Good evening.

-Between. I'll show you my

inside.

It's a bit wet, but

it feels good.

The lounge.

-Wow!

-I play with my p*ssy.

-Huh?

Meow

Grunt

-And this is my room.

Keep it for yourself,

but here I am'' remove''.

That's good.

-The Montals! The butter cookies

Chamonix.

Ah, the Montals...

-Do not tell me you forgot.

Come.

I was always filled

home.

As soon as your mother's back was turned I was

pipes was your father.

Yes, I remember, you picked up

tobacco everywhere.

-From Tobacco?

Ll not smoke, your father.

A table!

In one week,

you lost your flock.

I know myself,

you're not a shepherd.

-I have not lost.

This is a new management:

more freedom

responsible for...

-Stop!

You're not done

for dung, but

for the light.

-Oh no!

I will not return in the light. She burned down.

Broken crockery

-You annoy me to do thy weeping!

'' The light burned me...''

You've been beaten,

but it was deserved.

You were an a**hole

become desireless.

Shut up!

...

-Stop!

-Retrieves your rage!

No matter that you are Savoyard.

You got it in my blood, Fatal.

Do what you can do.

Shine!

Shine !

Shine to prove to you

that you did not

wrong!

For your music,

shines!

Because you're a f***ing guy,

name of God...

-It will not, right?

Roars

...

-Undress me!

-This is what I do.

-Faster!

Cries of pain and enjoyment

...

The beast is a little pig!

Roars

Cris

...

I'm not your mother!

...

-What are you doing with that?

Ll cry.

...

-It was too cute.

Baa

-But I have done what?

Stop, it's annoying.

Get out, go.

He cracks his bones.

...

...

His mother a whore...

It was not that difficult.

Baa roaring

echoing Shout

...

The clock strikes.

Door

I:

reclaim what's mine.

I'm going to f*** her race,

was the toast!

-I like to hear you speak thus.

You're a good Lafondue,

portrait of your father.

Wait.

I have something for you.

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