.- Vous êtes combien?
- On est quatre
- C'est bon, vous pouvez rentrer>Faites de la place, celles qui veulent, on les casse
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Quoi? Quoi? Vingt eu' chacun pour ton canapé d'merde? Tes pétasses de merde
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