A Fisherman on the Rocks Wants to Give Me His Fish. Part 1

He's a little older, he hasn't arrived.

People from Numarella, from the construction site.

Is there a wife?

No, there's a Maria wife.

He's not a pervert.

If you'd seen me when I saw you, you were a freak.

That you'd turned around like that, that you'd seen me.

Then you would have turned on me.

You understand me.

There's no room, but she's got a spare window.

Now there's a tiger-backed tiger.

Now comes the mermaid.

But we're pretty stopped.

If we put the peach tree in just a little bit, it was better.

We're all from what you and I do.

Come on.

He won't let go of the slip.

Do you fucking drink water?

It was in my mouth.

Don't you have a piece of shit?

What's black is look because if it's dirty too.

It'll be tar.

When I was a ***********, I used to get tar on me.

Wait, I'll get your support and I'll take it in your mouth.

No, you're good.

Vans understand.

I can't swim, I can drown.

But he's got fish and a tin can't swim.

But he's catching fish and he's on a boat.

I don't know how to get it. I'm running a fever.

Wait, is that okay?

I have to turn around.

They take off my sea shoes.

I can't get it out of my hand. Can you tell?

No, you take it off.

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