I don't like the color of Valter's death shirt. What is that, mint-chocolate-chip? His death shorts, however, are a very nice shade. I think it must be unlucky to give the thumbs-up sign too often.
Valter regaled that filthy alley with the sexiest flat belly, the sexiest thin legs, and the sexiest smelly seakers that will ever be seen there. What a dream, to remove those sneakers and socks, unbutton his shorts, turn him over, and play with him. Ah, La Vida Loca !