"No, no. You're wrong.
"I tell you no. That will be the second.
"The last.
"The second.
"You're wrong. Will be the last one entered.
"I'm not mistaken.
"You do not know life.
"I tell you what matters are the tits. The ass is not what you see. Going to be sitting all the time. What had better tits? The second. Case closed.
"You do not know life.
"Let's see. Why not?
"And why not. What is more interesting? "What you have in the eyes or what lies and promises? The last time I had entered was the best ass. That is going to be.
"And then I say to myself that I can not live. When dresses to choose one receptionist in the ass? Tits, man. The tits are the criteria.
-ass.
-teats.
"Let's see. Will? Will? Will?
I can not go on pretending that I hear tremendous philosophical debate. Turn towards them. - Yes?
- You do you want?
pucker your lips. "Feeling comfortable with my life.
"You always on the moon. No, man. With the receptionist. What do you prefer with the receptionist?
-May make me suffer. The rest are details.
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