C’est une framboise ! #fruitstory #histoiretriste #ia #fr

They will never know that I am in reality a franchise. I am a orange, you are a freeze, then how can we have a baby franchise? - You hit me! - No! I'm sure I didn't hit you. Believe me, Silt Plain. Here are the tests of paternity, sir. Your judge is right. You are the father. What is it possible? How? It doesn't make sense to be innocent. I don't think I'm going to believe a little piece of paper. How could I prove my innocence? So a orange, a freeze, a baby franchise, the calculations are not good. Come on, let's get in. Look at me, that woman forced me to mix her hair with another one. I can't. Call your parents right away. I want to talk to them. This baby can't be of me. She hit me. I'll kill her. Silt Plain. I won't do that. We'll mix it up. Very well. You'll give me the same money as 50% of your salary. We'll all do what you want for our daughter. No way. What kind of knife is it? It was easier than I thought. Sooner or later, it'll be me. It's over. You're going to have to give the explanations to my parents now.