Whoa! Easy, tiger!
House rules, Sammy. Driver picks the music. Shotgun shuts his cakehole.
Don't talk about her like that!
What do you say we kill some evil sons of bitches and we raise a little hell?
Well sweetheart, I don't do shorts.
You're like a walking encyclopedia of weirdness.
I hope your maçã, apple pie is freakin' worth it!
That fabric softener teddy bear... oooh, I'm gonna hunt that little cadela, puta down.
I'm not gonna die in a hospital where the nurses aren't even hot.
You know I amor the guy but I swear he writes like freaking Yoda.
You see that? That attitude there? That's why I always got...
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