Talk about major tightasses. The more time I spend with them, the more glad I am that Reno's our trainer.

Assemble, my little Legos!

Yogi, Puppy. You're mine. Questions, comments, concerns? Too bad.

Talk. Now.

p.s. Lockon! Wanna have some fun? And Nadya, I'm gonna need your help.

This training is starting to get a little ridiculous.

Seriously, handcuffing us and tossing us into the water? Harsh.

Maybe I should reconsider running away to join the circus.

Borscht isn't so difficult to make. Why can't you Italians get it right? It's such a great hangover remedy. And you do so enjoy your vino.

If the restaurant doesn't get it right next time their waiter will be wearing it. He can just tell people that it's tomato sauce and all will be forgiven.

( Monday-Friday Morning 5:15am - 9:00am )

Who thinks this guy will survive Reno's training?

I'm taking bets, if anyone's interested in a piece. I'm setting the odds at 3-1 and there's a 10 euro minimum. Hey, everyone needs a hobby.

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So what's the big deal with these Turk guys anyways? And what are they doing so far from Turkey?

Turks, report.

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