War Wolves Page #4

around 8 hours.

Stopped at the bar to take a glass,

before closing. We play darts.

I lost both games.

And then we were, directly,

home.

Lead me, because you were drunk.

How many drinks?

Two drinks... Two "shots"...

I drank a ginger ale in a glass,

to drive home.

Is good, baby.

Exactly.

We Saloio of the fun!

Please, ladies,

are closed.

Come on! We made hundreds of kms. By

we have to state with a friend.

Here is the Kacey Tucson

and I...

I am from where the devil

lost his boots.

And, moreover, our friend and

appeared in place that deal.

Neither it seems.

The Captain of the Army more punctual

shoeshine and have never seen.

- Not to mention the most beautiful.

- Not to mention...

Can we convince them

to take a drink?

We are closed.

You have a very nice guy.

I?

You, yes.

Smile more with it.

The man said that we

closed, private.

Today there are no glasses.

"Comprende?"

- I told you?

- You said.

I can smell them, right?

Because when I saw this place,

told him that should be managed by

a couple of future popes.

Then she said...

Can not be. Mommy and Daddy

have a distinct quality.

The Mommy and Daddy to be.

No, no... This has to be air

what, which usually draw,

"an establishment with a toilet

vomiting and stains on shirts. "

And I laugh me that. Part

the "usual" was the most ironic.

It was ironic.

But I have to give

reason for her good sense.

Any faction that government will

trust expensive military equipment,

weapons that shoot 550 shots

per minute,

deserves a trial

your common sense.

She is right.

But, desperately.

And what I saw, came here

and she won again.

So?

What about this drink, "cowboy"?

This is the music!

Anything with rhythm.

Looks like a pulsar,

a beat of the heart...

... a hammer in your chest.

The energy it runs

by your body.

The skin regret is

the muscles dilate...

It seems...

You know what.

Ladies?

- Do you tear, Captain.

- It seems in order.

But... you died.

A part of me.

I do not know what is happening here,

but will be very ugly

and very fast.

Yes? I think he is ugly

enough.

No kidding...

- Turner?

- Yes

Lock the door.

That, Turner... Lock the door.

We will give you a present

and bazaar here, right?

Accept it.

Nobody going anywhere.

And this drink now, "cowboy"?

What feeling?

Weight...

I do not mind.

I feel alive inside.

They told me I could never

create life.

The defective goods.

But now, by a miracle amazing,

all that has changed.

I am alive inside.

It's your boyfriend?

More or less...

Honey, can

better than that.

Do you have any clothes

we borrow?

In my car, the van...

I have all my clothes there all.

Go home, girl.

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