last year i did that, and there was like 5 minutes from the time the last guy went, to the time i dropped, and this guy was like 30 with four of his friends, chilling on his back on the landing. none of his friends stood at the take off or anything to tell me to stop. when i was spotting my landing, i saw his ass, adn it was to late. i plowed into his back. my film bitch was doing a follow, so he didnt see anything. when he came around to see me, one of the guys friends fucking hit the camera out his hand. im 15, adn the guys were all gonna take us on. the youngest one looked 29. it was fun. the greatest day of filming ever. oyu can hear us yelling back adn forth while there's snow in front of the camera
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Jules: What does Marcellus Wallace look like? Brett: What? Jules: [pointing his gun] Say 'what' again. SAY 'WHAT' AGAIN! I dare you, I double dare you, motherfucker! Say 'what' one more goddamn time! Brett: He's b-b-black... Jules: Go on. Brett: He's bald... Jules: Does he look like a bitch? Brett: What? [Jules shoots Brett in shoulder] Jules: DOES HE LOOK LIKE A BITCH? Brett: NO! Jules: Then why you trying to fuck him like a bitch, Brett? Brett: I didn't! Jules: Yes you did. Yes you did, Brett. You tried to fuck him. And Marcellus Wallace don't like to be fucked by anybody, except Mrs. Wallace.
BFSC WE DO IT FROGGY STYLE