The Brave Page #5

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And a hat as

one of these types.

And I gave it to me.

You should talk to him. They may be

need help there.

The truth, my doll.

Did you read directly in my eyes.

It's going to the old?

C'mon, spin me a beer.

Damn guys, this is hell

this heat, eh!

Yeah.

How many shots you play?

-- Two or three, it depends

if I played with Lee and Chi--Chi.

Yeah, you play with ...

You're kidding me.

You want me to open it with your teeth?

or you leave the bottle opener?

I've already seen more than once

uncap in with your teeth.

No, not today.

Heat liquified me.

Cool service here.

Muchas gracias.

Oh, Maria

What gland that your redneck

now? Talking.

We gotta talk

business both.

Luis peace under him, eh?

He tries to settle down.

He has a job.

And for the first time in his life,

it has a little money in his pocket.

You see, that's what I mean.

You can not trust anyone.

Me and him, we formed a team.

It was great pals.

What is the thing

we repeat that?

It's all for one

and god for two?

Sh*t, I will not swallow

he found a job.

This money, he shot me.

He did this to me after all

the shenanigans we successful?

A brother, you stab him

not in the back.

N--L--A--C--H--E.

-- "That sucks to market." '

-- No what?

Zero to sh*t. Boy it is not true.

But you're really stupid?

go to bed dude!

You're jealous because he has

dug up a job, not you.

It made me not for me!

It fucks everyone at the door

now in the corner.

and this is minus a job!

Right.

You're right, yeah. He had to get hired

by a good Samaritan and nuns.

It's not an idiot.

Do not tell me, do not tell me.

This pathetic bump for "Army Hello.

of Hi.

What say thee?

The Army Hi.

They say the Army Hi.

No, you see him tomorrow with his little

red box begging ...

shaking his little bell.

Ding ding ding.

Oh sh*t! Truth, Shame

this guy ...

It is on my chair.

Oh damn, it is cracked this one?

You know nothing

my son, little c*nt!

Why he did that to me f***?

When you get older,

our body escapes us.

We can no longer control his movements.

-- What is this crap?

-- It's like this.

In my opinion, you should not leave

your car too long.

There's a lot of white here.

Damn it's not true!

Tires. The bastards!

You got the number of convenience store?

Have you seen that could do that?

This night is sleep I claim.

I pray the Lord to keep my soul.

And if I die before I wake ...

I pray God that my soul on it before.

God bless ... mom

Papa, Frankie y and Grandfather.

Amen.

Good night treasure.

Made of beautiful dreams.

Hey, Frankie, this is for you.

Buy you nice things.

Thank you, Dad.

That's for you.

Holy cow!

Come my beloved, the bus waiting for us.

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