"Enter prize"

After just a few weeks, nobody could talk to each other. The dream of start a business together turned in exactly what they want to avoid: they had to work hard, of course. What the fuck do they have in mind? Selling “thermogenic” medicine without receipt was not that simple. They have to wrap it, sell it through mail and phone, count the gains, calculate the debts and divide the money. Rat really hates to go to different mail offices to keep things seeming like a normal operation. Necklace hates to account the money. He thinks that everyone is paranoid about his “management”, but no one gives a fuck about it, even the police didn’t care about it.

Mum's luv

I swear to you: I’ve never heard anything ‘bout this shit. Thus, I was there, but they never spoken directly to me. They just said hi and by. How can I image? The friends of my kid are on drugs. I noticed that, but I’m pretty sure he’s not a drug dealer…