Buttercup, however, continued smiling and continued walking towards the soldier. “We can make it worth your while,” she said seductively.
“I bet you fucking can, whore!” snorted the guard. “But you’re not a bad looking bitch. I could let you through. But what about your scrawny bitch girlfriend. What say we that we blow her to fuck and just let you through.”
“It’s either both of us or neither of us,” Buttercup said firmly.
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His comrade threw the stub of his cigarette onto the ground, and stubbed it out with a booted foot. “Yeah, Buzzcock. I ain’t had a fuck for days. And the long haired cow is a real motherfucking killer bitch.”
“OK, Girls!” grunted Buzzcock. “You’re in luck. Come on the Gomorran
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“But my passport! My money!”
“You won’t need fucking Buggery dinars in Gomorrah. Their fucking useless. In case you hadn’t noticed we’re at war with you lot. But your passport’s worth more than both your lives put together.” Buzzcock grabbed the bag, turned it upside
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