What a Bastard in Traffic! Hitchhiking Is the Perfect Way to Pass the Time. (bf)

Ah, Belgium.

Where of Belgium?

From Brussels.

Ah.

How long are you on vacation?

A week.

Are you a student?

Yeah, from school.

Spring break, huh?

Yes.

Yeah, where exactly are we going?

What?

Where are you going, exactly?

Ah, to Berlin.

Yes, I have to go to Magdeburg.

To my family, right?

I was on Mondays.

Is that a problem?

Yes, I'll have to kick you out of Magdeburg.

But it's not far from there.

Ah.

It's easy not to meet her like that, isn't it?

Yes.

Your dress.

It's solid there.

Donation gentlemen.

I won't even take anything in Germany.

You only come to me to fuck.

Aha.

Yeah.

Take out a dumpling, some eggs.

Come on.

Here, watch this.

♪ Ha, ha, ha ♪.

Yeah, that's right.

Such nice eggs.

Shit, there's a traffic jam here.

Oh, man, I'm gonna be late for my old house.

Oh, here, jerk off.

There you go.

Yeah, fucking traffic, huh?

I want to be fit. - You still want to get in shape?

Yes. - Come on.

Yeah, it's part of the AKP.

Oh, my phone, hold on.

I'm gonna order an old one out of here.

Okay, let's go.

Ain't no one gonna ***********.

Yeah, slow down.

♪ Fuck the ground, brake ♪.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

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