Horace:
You feel alright?
Sonny:
Oh yeah. I feel just about as good as I've ever felt, Rodney.
Horace:
Well... my name's not Rodney.
Horace:
Sonny, listen to me... I'm really and truly sorry about what's happened here, I really am.
Sonny:
Well why don't you just but out. Before I take my, my boot here and tear you out another asshole... right where your nose is at.
Horace:
Sonny, there's no call for that kind of talk, now...
Sonny:
Well, we'll see about that...
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:34