Sunnuvabitch

Figlio di puttana, sai che tu sei un pezzo di merda? Hm? You think you're cool, huh, when you kicked people out of their house? I tell you this, one of three Americans die out of cancer, you know? Asshole. You're gonna be one of those. I don't have the courage to... kick your ass directly. Don't have enough courage for that. But I could, you know? You know you're gonna have another accident? You know I'm involved with black magic? Fuck you. Die. Bastard. You think you're so cool, huh? Asshole.

And if I ever see your fucking face around in Europe or Italy... well, that I'm gonna kick your ass. Fuck you. Fucking Americans. Yankee. You're gonna die out of cancer, I promise. Bang bang, deep pain. You wanna know something? Fuck you. I hope your balls smashed, eat shit, bastard. Pezzo di merda, figlio di puttana. I hope somebody in your family dies soon. Crepa, pezzo di merda, e vai a succare cazzi su un aereo.

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Someone sounds jelly

Zeroniv in Italy and accosted by some American tourist?

INTERESTING.

Long time no see, brother. Been dying?

Also, just like I expected. Only few could understand the reality behind this.

Excuse me? Doctor? Do you have a moment?

A moment? What's the question?

New job, new shit. Right now it's my big weekend before the holiday rush in hell.

Hopefully making sandwiches and lattes in morning and afternoon rushes won't kill me.

Yet.

SO HOWS LIFE RICHIE RICH?

Fucking ities.

More of a situation. A gentleman in Exam 3.

What's the problem?

That is the problem; we're not sure.

Been good, except for the fact that I broke my leg last week and it would heal in 3-4 months.

Just opened some new business in Central and West Java, and I'm in need of some supervisors for my cattle farm.

If you have some experience in handling cattles, you may apply. Also, if you're an expert on management and accounting, I can add some nice bonuses.

You've got the chart?

Right here.

*hands over chart*

Hm... not much here, is there?

No Doctor, no obvious physical trauma. Vitals are stable.

Name?

No sir.

Did someone drop him off? Maybe we can speak to them. Let's get some background on this fellow.

No ID. Nothing. And he won't speak to anyone.