Really? Even though in 10-15 years she could possibly let herself go and then *** would be like, nauseating, for you?
My sister sent me a postcard. All it said was, "Come to Paris. It will be good for you." Forty-eight hours after I arrived, she and everyone I'd met were dead. Airport, please.
They tell me your son... ...squealed like a girl when they nailed him to the cross. And your wife... moaned like a whore when they ravaged her again and again... and again.
"I am gonna ask you questions. And every time you don't give me answers,
I'm gonna cut something off. And I promise you, they will be things you will miss."
from one of the best kick-ass movie there is.
^__^
I guarantee it, I absolutely guarantee it. You just cost me 5 million dollars you ancient ****. I'm going to eat your brains with a spoon, do you hear me? I'm going to eat your ****ing brains with a spoon!
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