The cups are written as washing utensils, the script is very solid, the dialogue is a typical British style, rambling, mentally retarded and full of jokes, a group of low-level little people who should honestly go to restaurants to work and then go to play rubber boats to ride the rapids are just like this. Confused and coerced into social events.
Five bombs, each of which exploded to make people laugh and laugh, even the last elite inexplicably chose the place that was strongly opposed at the beginning - the cosmetics store, and died on a pile of tampons and cotton pads. Muslims Cups? Someone else's comedy? Why does death turn into a comedy?
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