Pallonix: "No, but those are eh WHAT 'quality is good stuff!"
M.: "But what is your favorite Pallonix? There will also be one to which you are particularly fond of, one you care about most, among all the characters ..."
Pallonix: "No, vabbeh Hello Kitty ... I sell many ..."
M., "Nah, but what does! Mica what you sell more, what we want as well!"
Pallonix: "Yaa famm'na paul song!"
Pa: "Ehe Pallonix ya, mo let me eat, do the interview the girls ..."
M.: "Well?"
Pallonix: "Okay, okay ... so ... Spiderman!"
M.: "Ah, but like you know me well, not you have to be ashamed!"
Pallonix: "Oh yes, oh yes ... come on. Spiderman."
M.: "From Paul, let us now a good song."
Pa: "Eeehish.'s Already over peace." When the local
closed, and Pallonix has prepared the room for the night between two tables, on the floor, choosing two large balloons in the shape of Spiderman cushion, I knew I had really responded. Not just for us to stop.
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