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losing his mother.
Would you introduce yourself?
Say a few words to the group?
What the hell is your problem?
-What the hell is wrong with you?
-What is it with you?
You let the bastard
show me in the toilet!
You just stood and watched.
Get out.
Out of the grandmother's house.
Out!
Do not touch me, dammit!
I have to get dressed.
Meet me at my car.
Where are we?
Where are we?
What are we doing here?
We go from here.
Come on.
What ...
What are we doing here?
What do you do?
We out of here.
Damn ...
Come, let us stick.
Dear you, what do you do?
What is that? End.
End. You can not ...
It's gasoline.
Come now.
End.
We stick.
Damn. No, no.
It is not funny. Come on.
Come on, we drive. We out of here!
Please, let be. No.
You are not wise.
Come on, hurry up.
Hurry, then!
Come on.
Damn! The car is locked. Open!
Open the door. It is locked.
Open the door.
Open.
What hell? Hello!
-Get in!
-No.
Get in, damn! Quick!
I am running at you.
You?
You ... That was awesome!
You damn well flew several meters.
Okay ...
Come on.
Come then.
I am a police officer Hayward.
We will talk with Thomas Forney.
-Thomas?
-Thomas Forney.
Is he here?
Are you Thomas Forney?
Yes ...
We have some questions for you.
-Just a question.
-About what?
Can you dress yourself?
Let this be a warning.
If we find evidence or not,
Look to the left.
And it's not good.
That will lead to imprisonment.
Did you know?
-Not directly.
- "Not directly"?
I did not.
You just said "not directly".
What do you mean?
I said that it was not me.
I asked if you had done it,
and you answered: "Not directly."
I do not remember what I said.
Why would you do something like that?
-Do you want a peanut?
-No.
What would the nose?
What the hell do you think?
-I do not know.
-Were you gunpoint?
You can go to hell.
-What did they do?
-They took fingerprints of me!
And?
Let me be.
I'll go, but on one condition.
Do you think she shaves p*ssy?
-What are you doing here?
-You, then? You is not.
-You spying on the berta.
-I do not.
Yes, I have followed.
If you try to f*** her?
-No!
-Good.
You can not f*** her from here.
You must go much further.
What? If you do not fancy her?
Shut up!
to fancy someone.
There is nothing to be ashamed of
that they want to f*** someone.
People have f***ed vaginas
hundreds of years, probably longer.
Mate.
Nothing wrong with wanting their p*ssy!
-Where are you?
-Home.
I can drive you.
No thanks.
If you run with me,
it takes five minutes.
With the bike, it takes more than a quarter?
Well, then,
but do not talk to me.
I will not say a word.
You ...
It was
completely behind the goal. It was stupid
and irresponsible, in fact.
So ...
Sorry. But ... Here.
-I will give you this.
-Get it away.
You ... Are you gay? I ...
I do not understand you.
It was like hell.
What do you do?
Stop the car, I want off!
If you go by, I tear off your dick
and f*** her for you.
Hello true. It was like hell.
Sorry. I do not know ...
You were on my car, you idiot.
Satan. What a f***ing idiot you are!
You are completely blown.
What is it with you?
I do not know what happened ...
You need to see the hell you
while driving.
Maybe I can help.
I saw everything together. She just
sitting there when you backed into her.
What!
What drew you into her?
It's idiotic.
I have no idea what you are talking about.
Start thinking about
how to replace the damage.
I stepped not into her.
-You call me a liar?
-I ...
What is this?
I do not know. You call me
obviously a f***ing liar.
I do not want trouble.
-Will you not?
-No.
I think NOK, Miss Piggy.
Madness.
Come on, we stick here.
Your sexy girlfriend has problems.
We go nowhere.
Do you know each other?
Hi ...
Hi.
Sometimes you have a bad day
that you think may be worse.
As you discover new ways
that it could be worse.
No thanks.
Stay away from me.
There was a time
I had four berter behind the car,
and we drove on to the full.
I licked one of the girls
and fingerpulte another.
The other two would also be included.
other hand
and massaged his a**hole
on the fourth with the toe.
I was going crazy.
It was just too much.
Could not keep track of Berte.
Tongue began to ache,
fingers were tired.
I drew myself.
Do you know what happened?
Berta began with one another.
The fingerpulte and licked each other.
I just sat there and watched.
I pulled out the cock and jerking off.
So everyone got her.
Was it there
a kind of perverted metaphor?
A what?
Forget it.
Stop.
What do you do?
You're killing us!
Please, stop.
You're crazy as hell!
What hell was that?
-I saw a mouse.
-What?
-Are you all right?
-I think I have land in the mouth.
Yes.
So ... What should we do?
Okay.
-We have arrived.
-Where?
Come on.
Where are we?
What did you say?
Whose house is this?
I do not like it very much.
Excuse me?
I'm talking to you.
-Whose house is it?
-This?
-Yes.
-My uncle's.
Where is your uncle?
-Over there.
-Where?
What the hell?
-You were dirty.
-And now I'm wet.
Are you dirty and wet?
I'm going into the water.
Now I am also dirty and wet.
R2!
R2! Shut off
all of Satan's garbage presses
on R2.
R2!
All f***ing
garbage push at this level.
Damn! There is more waste!
Damn!
How do you know him from?
I do not know.
He lives like at Grandma.
No, not exactly.
It's a long story.
Fish! Fresh fish!
Now we light the fire ...
F*** you, motherfuckers!
I have an appointment with your doctor.
What?
It stings when I urinate.
He left us here?
I think so.
We better stick.
What's his name?
-Hesh.
-Hesh? Is there a name?
I do not know.
Does he have a last name?
I do not know.
My shoes gurgling.
-How old is he?
-I do not know.
Do you know anything about him?
No, not really.
Lucky that you were behind me
as it where the guy was so angry.
I was terrified. I have not
afford car insurance right now.
I would never have afforded to
to repair his car.
How can people like that?
I have a job.
Although it is almost a joke.
Have been there once in a year,
but do not get more than 15 hours a week.
Why can not I get more hours?
Do you think they think I suck?
Did you think it
when I serviced you in the box?
No.
I have not even afford
to pay rent right now.
Soon I must
start selling stuff.
Here ...
I ...
I have two dollars.
Tragically NOK
-Here, take them.
-No.
Oh no. Please,
not a parking ticket.
Oh no!
Damn!
Damn, too.
Damn! Ouch!
Damn.
What have I done to deserve
such a chain reaction of sh*t?
It feels as if no
would notice if I died once.
I would.
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