Bitch Slap

"A belief in a supernatural source

Evil is not necessary.

Men, by itself,

are quite capable of all evil ... "

My God ...

How did we get to this point?

GIVE WOMEN THEIR RIGHTS

GIVE PROTECTION TO WOMEN

Directed by ...

How do you feel, soft?

I'm fine.

It still hurts a bit the head.

Nothing! Well you said.

Sorry, Trixie.

It was supposed to run well.

Do not get up, Mija on Shoes!

They must be kidding me.

I trusted you, Boom-Boom.

- E betrayed me.

- Sorry.

Are you feeling sad, honey?

Thankfully,

stabbed in the back!

So much for subtle wit, Gage.

Know why we are here.

Who hell are you?

Besides a good chunk of vulva

I loved beating like a door.

Where, Gage?

Well, honey ...

... not sure

to what you're referring to.

And even though he knew, would have to ask you,

very politely, of course ...

for mo ... branches.

Whatever.

Here we go.

Are you still screwed me, Camero?

Obviously not.

Yes ..

That's right.

That's right.

I knew you could not resist

Mr. Sticky much longer.

- You said you liked the area.

- That's right.

- Where is the material?

- Chupa-mos, the dyke psychopath.

If I tell you where they are buried,

'll kill me with it.

So why did you and the

your entourage of stuffed rats

not join and make me a tip?

How about doings thou me one to me?

So are buried.

You are laughing at you for what?

You.

I'm laughing at the thought of you.

Always with his nose

briefs in the other.

I do what I want when I want.

Muff as you are

that will always be used.

I told you never to call me that.

Lets you, please leave it.

F*** you, loose!

It is because of you that he is here.

- What happened?

- Open the bag!

Let.

What the f***!

What the hell is wrong with you?

How difficult was it to put a

single tablet in the cup?

- What are you doing?

- She is a brunette with blond p*ssy, Hel.

- With the taste of dog with two d*cks.

- Enough!

- Behave yourself.

- You promised me that she was capable.

- What happened?

- I do not know. I did everything you said,

... the fault is not mine!

- The hell is that it is not!

Everything is destroyed.

Now I'll never find them.

- 35.34.08.81 N. ..

- What?

The Gage wrote it in a photograph.

A kind of desert, seen from space.

- And that serves us so?

- Can be coordinated vector.

- Are you sure about the numbers?

- Yes.

I have photographic memory.

My mother used to say he wanted

I was born a dwarf ...

- Come on!

Tell us where to dig and the door rises.

It's as simple as that.

- What is happening to it?

- My heart ...

- Gage?

- No, Trixie, stop!

Cow stupid sh*t.

More stupid than a door.

Now ... take me away ...

... or childbirth her neck.

- Party at home. Are we the sh*t.

What?

Give me the keys and the gun ...

... right now.

- Okay.

Do him no harm.

Okay ... now the pistol.

Holy sh*t.

I blew up with the tomatoes.

That's two you owe me,

Spit semen.

- My God, you could have hit me!

- But do not hit.

- You're crazy!

- No problem.

He finished the game, Gage.

Next stop:
village brown.

If I tell you ...

The Pinky ... I will do things

not even imagine.

Pinky?

What is the Pinky to do with it?

With that sh*t think

they are dealing?

- You work for Pinky?

- Yes

Now you are no longer

so smart, do you?

His goats stupid

Pinky when you know it ...

... are all dead.

What is he talking about?

Who is Pinky?

If it helps us,

not only let you live, how you

take for a safe place.

What? No, it was not

part of the agreement.

I can not.

I was hoping you said that.

Tell them and ready, Gage.

Please tell them.

Okay, okay.

Piece of sh*t.

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