And then that fat foul mouthed bald guy, he's spitting blood and alcohol into the bucket, he goes
"Knock his teeth out, Rocko!"
"Knock his teeth out, Rocko!"
- Lay back, child, and I will tell you a story. - Can I tell the story, too? - Okay, sure. I'll start, and you continue with what...
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