King Chuck, whispers like a ventriloquist, "Thanks for having the guy who set up my lame bitch ass brother killed."
T, "wait, that was us? I thought you guys sent in an MI6 team or something."
King Chuck, whispers like a ventriloquist, "Thanks for having the guy who set up my lame bitch ass brother killed."
T, "wait, that was us? I thought you guys sent in an MI6 team or something."
Driver: Really?
Gov: Ah, go on already
Driver: Wow, a 6th gear!
Gov: Yeah man, breeze in your hair, listen to the Eagles, drivin’ down P C H.
Driver: Really?
Gov: Ah, go on already
Driver: Wow, a 6th gear!
Gov: Yeah man, breeze in your hair, listen to the Eagles, drivin’ down P C H.