Bolt: My wife asked me to repair my shoes. Well, I am so on the street with a package, I am met by a girl, smiling so, infected, - well, I think, why would I not smile.
Jules: So what?
Bolt: So while I was smiling at this infection, some gopan pulled the bag out of me and turned it up. Well, I’m clear, I taste good like that. The girl asked something. I sent her as a goat of forgiveness and went on.
Jules: Is that all?? to
Bolt: Yes if B! A few meters later, I was touched by the shoulder. I turn around, and there is that bastard! I stretch the package - and the rye is just like not in myself.
Yulin: And what then?
Bolt: Fuck, so there were three women’s shoes of different colors in the package, a baby ced and one valley!!! to