The donkey asks the lion:
Why are you the king of the beasts and not I?
Well, I have a grey!
“I also have a gray,” says the donkey.
I have a tail at the end of my tail.
Oh, and I have a fist!
And so a few arguments the donkey parishes.
Leo thought and said:
I can last longer in sex!
The Earl:
Not a fa-a-act!
Do we check?
Let us check!
The Lion:
Chur, I am the first! Take the time!
Going on a donkey and... 21 minutes. It is all, finished.
Then the donkey, and... It took!
The lion looks at the clock with anxiety: 15 minutes have passed, and the donkey does not think of exhaling. Then everything happens very quickly.
The lion in cellular numbers the lion:
What do you do to make me finish faster?
“Wow, Leo... I’m moving.
The lion begins to actively spin his ass - the donkey, at least henna, continues to sneeze.
The lion begging in the bell:
What about O-O?! to
I touch you slightly with the eggs.
The lion, continuing to feverishly whip his back, with all his ability to grab the donkey with his nails for the eggs, and the donkey in the 20th minute violently finishes, falling in exhaustion.
The Lion is proud:
Do you recognize that I am the king of the beasts?! to
He breathed, closing his eyes:
- Lion, you are not the king... you are BO-O-O-OH!