The hummer in front had been shot like a cook of shxt. At the meantime, the door side by Ramirez opened, Foley picked Ramirez up, and picked up the driver with another hand, ran off the street. Dunn picked the two other gays up, following Foley to a yard.
Dunn watched the BTR shooting continuously with the JB, said jealously: “WTF! Our beautiful houses are shot by the Maozi’s JB! What the— ”
“Shut up!” Foley said with a sigh, then he turned to the Ramirezs: “What’s the matter with you? You all the group sleeping on the hummer?”
Ramirez: “Er- we fight MW3 multiplayer last night, late to 3 o’ clock.”
Dunn yawned: “It’s fortunately that I got offline before 0 o’ clock, you the stupid gays.”
Ramirez: “Oh, stop talking. You got offline just because you were kicked ass, do you admit that you were killed 25 times by each of us last night? And you never killed one of us! As you cheated there.”
Dunn: “Er-hey hey…hey hey…”
Dunn watched the BTR shooting continuously with the JB, said jealously: “WTF! Our beautiful houses are shot by the Maozi’s JB! What the— ”
“Shut up!” Foley said with a sigh, then he turned to the Ramirezs: “What’s the matter with you? You all the group sleeping on the hummer?”
Ramirez: “Er- we fight MW3 multiplayer last night, late to 3 o’ clock.”
Dunn yawned: “It’s fortunately that I got offline before 0 o’ clock, you the stupid gays.”
Ramirez: “Oh, stop talking. You got offline just because you were kicked ass, do you admit that you were killed 25 times by each of us last night? And you never killed one of us! As you cheated there.”
Dunn: “Er-hey hey…hey hey…”