Not On Period But Mucus With Dark

Chlorophyll Girl Annihilation

That night was to speak with a guy at a dinner in a good neighborhood of murdatown, had appeared dirty and drugged as always, had spoken to who was to speak, then the evening was prolonged in the wake of the spirits.
Frank began to talk to a pretty girl, was a model, he had not spoken with pussy models and high society since he was expelled from the police, but that girl, so young, so little naïve, she shared a sincere despair with Frank, he liked, that desperation.
What remained was a long walk, a new heat, the memory of her soft hair and her left nipple. The slight sweetness of love.
That night Frank came out unarmed, did not want problems and invulnerable.
was probably for his nonchalance, to death on his face, the fact that if she wanted to fuck him from the first moment that laid eyes on Frank, it was all random and given a series of successes that have returned to Frank the evil grin on his face scarred.
have a girlfriend and now sluts, bitches only, Frank never went to bed before four, just fucking in the company of drugs and alcohol.
back into the house that was still conscious, he drank a bottle of rum and ingurgitò of the tablets in case you slept on the floor thinking about his model's hair cunt desperate.

Knee Prosthesis Failure

Frank and The Ugly Zanchetti Zanchetti

Frank and The Ugly found themselves working together after many years, back when Frank was still a corrupt cop, but then happened what happened that night The Ugly needed a trusted person with which to retrieve a load whores and viados from Brazil that had to replace the stables of The Bad, strained by the recent attack made by the organization of Dr. Murda.

The Ugly "is that idiot was arrested by the police while he was playing with those others in an illegal gambling that idiot, daughters have told you a thousand times that there is going to play with those others."

They left to go to the rum and the past, they came to conclude the business completely drunk and tired, that you remember.

Frank wakes up the next day with his shirt torn and his face bleeding, no idea of \u200b\u200bhis whereabouts, no trace of The Bad, whores or who had beaten him in that m ode.

Frank had caused during the night, and had sparked an uproar, only the fury of The Bad ruisci save him from a massacre.

The place of business seemed almost normal the next day, all the bodies were gone, only the black earth with blood and bullet holes were to witness the clash.

The Dirty, which came out of the cage at night thanks to a lawyer pimp, she found herself having to carry the Ugly shoulder with his head split while dragging the whores chained.