Arnold Schwarzenegger Ipsum

All of it. and if you do not listen, the hell with you. chill. doesn't anyone stay dead anymore? i do not want to touch his ass. i lied! i like you. i'll tell you what i think of it. i'm not a pervert. it's just a scratch. knock knock. look who's talking. my name is john kimble and i love my car. not to be. take it back. that's why i'm going to kill you last. who are you? who the fuck are you? who the hell are you. you son of a bitch. you this this is the real quade? it is! you want to be a farmer? here's a couple of acres. your luggage..

Allow me to break the ice. cocainum! come with me if you want to live. danger's my trade. hey, i'm a police officer. no more 'mr kimble, i have to go to the bathroom. rubber-baby-buggy-bumbers. this hero stuff has it's limits. you're a stupid. you did not make a victor. you lie! you're a fucking choir boy compared to me..

Crush your enemies, to see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentations of their women. hey christmas tree. hey, i'm a police officer. i do not want to touch his ass. i'll live to see you eat that contract. i'm going to ask you a bunch of questions. i want to have them answered immediately. i'm not a pervert. the pavement with his enemy. you're not going to have your mommies right behind you to wipe your little tushies..