The Singer Update 12 to Be Continue

I think I have been sparking some...

...the wrong tree.

I distrust you.

Please accept this.

I'm sorry.

Hmm, okay.

Where did you get that champagne?

The guys who gave the cancers with you.

He said you were sparking himself the wrong tree.

And he gave me this.

Really?

Singings make you tired.

I think that's why he's not on the run door.

Anyway.

Now we have the champagne.

Please, daddy.

I promise you will love it.

If I don't like it...

...you will never sing on the stage again.

Don't worry, daddy.

You will love it.

I promise your face will be dark...

...and my shoes will be like stone.

You smell good, daddy.

Stop talking and sniff my ass.

And you, your turn.

Don't stop please.

Goodbye, acid art.

Marry me.

And all my wealth will be yours.

But...

My heart...

What the...

Are you okay?

I...

Call an ambulance.

My heart...

Oh my god...

The thing is he having a heart ******.

What should I do?

Topper, please investigate the case, then say goodbye to your retirement.

Well, boss, get your fucking ass out of the chair.

We got the case.

Really?

What did you expect?

Of course I will go and detect the case.

The old bastard is finally his *** is the book it.

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