Why are Polish people like this?
>As we were driving, something caught Tommy's attention outside the window. He pointed.
>"You see that? My god. Monster!"
>"Yeah," I said. "That was a deer."
>"Deer, my foot. That thing will kill you. You don't know why or how. Speaking of killer, when I sleep, I have dream that you try to kill me.”
>"You see that? My god. Monster!"
>"Yeah," I said. "That was a deer."
>"Deer, my foot. That thing will kill you. You don't know why or how. Speaking of killer, when I sleep, I have dream that you try to kill me.”
