Lejdis Page #2

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- I'll help you:

You walked, and fell right

between her legs!

Monia, please don't say anything!

Monia!

But you're feeling alright now,

right?

Get undressed,

Edgar...

I won't do anything to you.

- Erwin. My name is Erwin.

- Whatever, man.

You can even be

Lech Jarosaw

to me now...

Lech Jarosaw...

- Bang.

- I can see!

Korba, get dressed and say goodbye!

Now Korba!

He'll cool down.

- You have to recycle waste.

- You must bring it round first.

- Bring it round and kill it.

- Great plan.

Well, wake up, b*tch!

Marek?

- Ok, now you've gone too far!

- You know already?

You confessed, right?

And just before midnight!

That bastard, eh?

- I almost died.

- You can take it?

Easy, Korba! I'm shaking.

The most wonderful day

of my entire life!

What?!

- The one, wild and divine!

- I can't keep the f*** up anymore.

Marek has just proposed!

- Goka! You'll be bridesmaids!

- I'll be a maid, too?

- Happy?

- It's great.

Have a kid at once!

Jesus!

F***!

You vanished

like Cinderella.

The fairies helped me find you

sooner than in the fairytale.

Fairytale? Oh, I know what tale

you're talking about!

The one in which you first

touch me with your magic wand,

your laser sword and then I,

of course, weep with pleasure,

then I spend the rest

of my life praying for you

not to get your

midlife crisis too soon,

and you come home wearing

a Hawaiian shirt,

and our friends' daughter saying:

honey, meet my new wife,

but oh, don't worry,

I won't throw you out

on the street.

You can still live with us

if you do all the chores.

You can shove this tale

up my ass, Edgar!

Erwin.

Whatever... you...

pork chop clown!

Girls, this will be

a wonderful year!

Laydees!

The Laydees believed that

the wish made on New Year's

would come true very soon.

Korba was doing best.

Hunting down her prey.

She rested during work to have

strength for the next hunts.

Editing for a glossy magazine,

a job she deeply despised.

Goka was obsessively watching

her fertile days.

When they came, she flew

to Brussels, where her husband,

a member of Parliament,

was living.

She was trying not to

notice Artur's devotion to work,

and he disappeared in ever

more enigmatic subcommittees.

Monia wanted to enlarge

her breasts feeling

she wasn't worth loving.

She never knew how to be happy.

Her rich eccentric husband,

who thinks he is the last heir

to the Roman Empire,

bought her a sports club.

ucja looked for a man

who would be a father to her son.

Marek, a sexy education curator,

seemed the perfect candidate.

However, he had one flaw

of which ucja had no idea -

he loved all the women

in the world just too much...

There, finally!

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