Tiffany:
I want a girl!
Chucky:
I want a boy!
Glen:
You're tearing me apart! What about what I want?
Chucky:
...what?
Tiffany:
What?
Glen:
Doesn't what I want mean anything at all?
Tiffany:
Oh.
Chucky:
OK. Interesting. Tell us.
Tiffany:
What do you want, sweetface?
Glen:
I think... I want to be a boy.
Chucky:
YESSS! IN YOUR FACE, LADY!
Glen:
But... being a girl would be nice, too.
Tiffany:
Hmph.
Chucky:
Whoa... which is it?
Glen:
I'm not sure. Sometimes I feel like a boy. Sometimes I feel like a girl. Gasp! Can I be both?
Tiffany:
Well, some people...
Chucky:
EH-EH! NO WAY!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:11