Die Mutter meiner besten Freundin in den Arsch ficken

Thank you.

Did you do your job?

Of course.

Yeah, at school.

At school?

Are you all hungry?

I make Bolognesewiches.

No, I'm good. I'm excited.

That's terrible.

On the other hand, I'm hungry and I love Bolognese-endwiches.

These are my favorite Thanksgivings.

Really? I'll make one.

Okay, thank you.

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Hey, your mom's hot.

That's terrible.

She was flirting with me.

No, she wasn't flirting. She was only happy when someone liked her bolognese.

I really didn't.

I thought she'd like my bolognese very much.

Now that I've said it, I can't get it out of my head.

I really want it.

You can keep it up there.

I don't want my bologna.

Can you get in here for a second?

Yes, of course, Mrs. Valentine.

I'll be right there.

I need to know what you like on your sandwich.

I have so many comments.

Oh, yeah?

Yes.

I don't know how you do it really well.

So just do what you want.

Yeah, why don't you come with me and see for yourself?

Okay.

So tell me more about this bologna beef you've got.

Do you hear that?

What, are you a big shot?

You shouldn't be hearing this.

Yeah, so how big is this bologna beef you got?

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