Y'a des jours comme ça, où tu sens à l'avance que ça va mal se passer... Et je ne dis pas ça à propos de la boîte de Nesquick qui a explosé au milieu de la cuisine à 7h12, me faisant passer en 15 secondes de Bruce Wayne mal réveillé à Terminator. Un accident...
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