Samir: No. Not again. I ... Why does it say 'paper jam' when there is no paper jam? I swear to God ... one of these days, I just ... kick this piece of shit out the window ...
Michael: You and me both, man. That thing is lucky I'm not armed.
Calico: Move aside, boys ... I'll take care of this.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment