Griff:
[Scoffing at Slim's ambition to be a lineman]
I suppose you'll drive your old nags up the tower?
Slim Kincaid:
I'd rather do that than stay on the ground like you do.
Griff:
[Disdainfully]
Listen, clodhopper, you couldn't climb anything.
Slim Kincaid:
[Provocatively]
I can climb you high enough to reach your mouth and shut it.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:49