Rocket Surgeon
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Dietrich (screaming): WHAT ABOUT BALLS!?!
German Soldier: There's no trace yet sir
Irene, put everyone's BALLS on a list, in the order they arrived, and I'll see each and every one of them in turn."
“Throw me the pu$$y; I'll throw you the whip”
(sorry wrong thread)
They're worthless bronze BALLS Marion, are ya gonna give them to me?
He's got a two-day head-start on you, which is more than he needs.
Brody's got friends in every town and village from here to the Sudan.
He speaks a dozen languages, knows every local custom.
He'll blend in. Disappear. You'll never see him again. With any luck, he's got the BALLS already.
German Soldier: There's no trace yet sir
Irene, put everyone's BALLS on a list, in the order they arrived, and I'll see each and every one of them in turn."
“Throw me the pu$$y; I'll throw you the whip”
(sorry wrong thread)
They're worthless bronze BALLS Marion, are ya gonna give them to me?
He's got a two-day head-start on you, which is more than he needs.
Brody's got friends in every town and village from here to the Sudan.
He speaks a dozen languages, knows every local custom.
He'll blend in. Disappear. You'll never see him again. With any luck, he's got the BALLS already.
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