lt;pgt;American pros

On the bare wooden walls of the living room, two yellowed posters were pasted.,Elena stood tall, her bleached-blonde hoodie stretched to comical heights: "Good. Get a job. I don't want to feed you slackers another week. I have two little kids to raise, and can't afford to keep you.",“You two idiots, take me to the vet!” Martin swore, snatching the paper bag without ceremony.。