Er war immer noch so scharf wie dreizehn Dackel, aber ihm war klar, dass er so bald keinen mehr hochkriegen würde. Nicht, nachdem ihm die Kleine nach seiner Anleitung ein Klistier mit aufgelöstem Dope in den Auspuff gepustet hatte.

-Michael Tsokos

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