Bitch Slap Page #3

a lot of 5 meters

dismembered bodies

and the head of Popmeov

stuck on top as the

shooting star of the Christmas tree.

No single fret on the street

I die not afraid of him.

And now this guy walks behind us?

Crap.

My God is so good!

Power, baby.

Get off me.

Gotta go.

Where is the key, Black Ice?

F*** you, Mamalhuda.

Not have.

F*** up, b*tch!

Give me the stick.

Darling,

want to go to the back of your life?

What?

Nothing.

F***.

The Gage!

Let's put him in the trunk.

Trixie, slap the blood.

Come!

This is crazy!

Let's tell the truth

and end this!

Do not say a word!

No way I go back to prison.

- If you have to do, kill him.

- No!

Shut up and the two

let me be me talking.

Ladies ...

... it's all right here?

We are so glad to see him ...

I saw that the fence was down,

the highway.

You should not be here.

The government used

here to test atomic bombs.

If you stay too long

you grow a third eye.

Anyway, how

ladies get here?

Well, Officer,

is quite a story.

I have to my sisters

are part of the Choir of Virgins

Holy St. Ave, Arizona.

Supposedly we

have come today to sing in Mojave.

Since we were so far from home,

the director of the local parish suggested

who kindly slept here.

Well, when we were all

aconchegadinhas our bed only.

We heard loud music and laughter

coming from outside.

Look outside and saw

all members of the parish

dancing and laughing ...

and smoking something

did not seem to be smoking.

They tried to caress our b*obs.

And yet convinced Bambi Lynn

Hosts of the fire inside ...

Ahead. We went out there and fled to the

our car, but they chased us.

Thank God that the Cheyenne

know how to drive and Bambi Lynn knows how to turn,

because we lose them.

But then

were three in the morning ...

was dark ...

and we were scared.

And someone is not very good

following statements.

And, well ...

we finally get here.

And now

der to believe it ...

... our car died.

I see.

We tried to put it to work but ...

... can not.

That is why we

all dirty and desperate.

- You must think the worst of us.

- No.

Do not be silly.

Already called the trailer

and are way, officer ...

... Fuchs.

Fuchs. Is a ...

Fuchs, ma'am.

You know, let me take a look.

Sometimes, you just have to know

manage these old beauties.

This will not be necessary.

Why not?

What happened to your hand?

I cut myself on my crucifix.

You know what?

The company already in the trailer

charged $ 200 to come here.

They said they would arrive

around noon.

Maybe you can save that money.

I no longer do so.

Today it is only

computers and sensors ...

You have to work for

NASA just to change the oil.

Well, can give the key?

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