I got you something.

Terror.

Fuck it.

That's my boy.

Mm.

Then you got the point of these to me.

I always looked like granddad's bulks flopping in the wind.

See, people love that cozy feeling and soups Given some golden can swoop out the sky save the day so you don't go do it yourself But if you knew half the shit they get up to Yeah, fucking door bone, that's Ezekiel keeps for Christ.

Guy preaches all that Pray the gay away shit.

Now he's the meeting The man which fucking hypocrite?

Homeland is the exception.

He doesn't drink, doesn't smoke.

Lanza site for the rest of them.

Yeah.

Pardon my French.

Fuck those fuckers!

Listen.

Fuck!

Here we calm down.

This is like that scene in the Matrix.

Now, you could take the fucking red pill, right?

Spend the rest of your life jacking off, crying into your chai tea green, laddie, What the fuck?

Or you could take the blue pill.

Was it the red pill?

Anyway?

Take the other pill.

Equipping account.

You pill.

Do you want me to take?

Just quit being a cunt.

That's what I'm signed.

But that place is firewalled, untapable and locked up tighter than a nun's knickers.

I couldn't get myself in there in a million years.

But you, son, you could do it.

Yeah.

Thank you.

Sorry about the nice.

You should fuck off, Huey.

Well, well, well, That ain't the invisible can't.

Who the fuck are you?

I'll tell you who you are.

Fucking moron!

Translucent doesn't even mean invisible That made semi transparent.

Huey, you just off the one of the 7 May me, I you hit him with a fucking car.

Look, potato fucking potato were both in a shitload of trouble.

You walk away now and you will never get paid for Robin.

You spend the rest of your life sitting on your ass.

Fucking regret.

Now, is that what you want?

You're gonna kill him.

We didn't bring him here for a fucking happy meal.

Come on, you lime sucking smart ass!

How the hell did you do it?

Well, big lump of C four peck right up is fun, Jer.

Boom!

Clara everywhere.

Fucking diabolical.

She's home.

You think her on a train are playing?

Bury the bishop, hear nothing about it.

I'm usually up on these things and dozing babies.

Let's just say with these cunts, there ain't no rock bottom I haven't seen translucent around anywhere.

You wouldn't happen to know anything about that, would you?

Cuts invisible.

It could be standing in that fucking corner plugging one out right now for all we know.

Look, you think soups accounts now you just wait till the wearing camera.

Well, you better be right, love, or you and your dearly departed land on.

We're gonna find yourselves on Poon Hub in the fatal cunning linger section.

You son of a bitch If you even How about that?

YouTube?

Karen on like a bunch of fucking twins.

We're sniffing down a shit sandwich the size of Watergate.

What the fuck's that?

Jesus thumping, elastic bastard Go with.

I'm sorry.

Did you just call God a scene word?

Yeah, he's got a hard on for mass murder, giving kids cancer and this big old answer to the existential plus the fuck that is humanity.

It's Naylor Zone bleeding son to a plan.

That is a cunt.

Move.

Come on.

Even you got to agree with the way we should love a fucking nuke and get it over and done with You know what I'm saying?

We're sorry.

We apologize.

It's nothing wrong with having a little church opinion.

Said the bishop to the nun.

What about you, Huey?

Holy fuck, That was diabolical.

You telling May God's not reaching up the watts of American girls and blessing babies.

Can you leave that out of this?

You're a bunch of prophetic soup worshiping cunts.

I bet you'd think a soup if they shut on your mom's best China.

Fuck letting go.

You should be out there with a fucking chain store going after him.

You're a fucking perfect cunt.

Where the fuck am I?

I tried to tell this.

Can I'm with that long?

Yeah.

This is a fucking mess, son.

We got a soup.

Terrorist rain is blowing a canister.

Were the most more cuts in the country.

You fuck off arrest you with May I suppose you agree, don't you?

Since your tongue is halfway up her ass.

Jesus, that's like you.

He's infected you both with a raging case of vagina.

Uh huh.

You come between me and momma says again, I'll fucking kill you.

I said how long we're gonna be soaking about like some punks?

Ei line were a Nemo twang.

I had a great breakfast with your wife this morning.

Pancakes?

Uh huh.

Deal Delicious.

Yeah.

Eat this motherfucker.

All right, you fucker.

Where are you?

So you want to take me on, do you?

Thank you.

Gotta bullocks.

Well, come on, then, Cunt.

If I wanted to boost some wheels, it wouldn't be a fucking under your daft cunt.

I mean, he is, right, But, you know, Black Noir is definitely got.

He's the biggest ego.

Fucking yeah, yeah.