McDonald's & Yamaya.
Two Men.
One Gook.
One Big Fucking Law Firm. O
Some more of our fuckin' houses:
Mac's Tent:
The Yamaya Residence:
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Number of rooms: 3 fuckin' million.
Size: Almost twice as big as my dick.
Price: Not for fuckin' sale. Homo.
Yeah, this is my house from the front page.
And it's still fuckin awesome.
Hire us and you might just stay out of jail long enough to be able to one day afford a house like this haha just kidding, hire us anyway, you know you're fucked.
Mac's Shithole Farmhouse:
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Number of rooms: lost count.
Size: BIG.
Price: make an offer, faget.
This is my farmhouse. I basically just go there to take a dump on the weekends. I'm so rich the place is just a fuckin' toilet to me.
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Number of rooms: One. It's a fucking tent.
This is my tent situated on the outskirts of one of my numerous properties. I only really come here on the Dog Fighting weekends.
Yamaya's Holiday House:
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Number of rooms: get fucked.
Size: bigger than Burma.
Price: 4 million blowjobs.
My holiday house.
As featured on the front page of this website.
It's weird how I open all the windows but the whole place still smells of McDonald's imported swiss cologne.