Conversations between Amigos. From earlier today.
On the same whatsapp group from a few days ago.
Luis: Leo, Leo. What the fuck man, I just got a call from this blonde Dutch dude, Koeman or something. He said I should look for a different team. The nerve on this clown.
Leo: Whaaaat? Motherfuc... I told him not to mess with me. I fucking told him. Some guys need to learn the hard way.
Luis: Is he thick in the head or something, I thought you made it clear. I'm not to be touched. What the fuck is wrong with him.
Leo: Let me fix this...
Jordi: I'm safe man, if somebody wonders, he said he counts on me.
Leo: Jordi, I love you man, but shut the fuck up, don't rub it in his face like that. This is Luis we're talking about here, our kids share a bath together 3 times a week. Our wives do their nails together.
Luis: Man, I'm freaking out, they want to sell me to Ajax! Ajax, fuck, after all I did. That's my reward?! I feel like biting someone I swear. They better not put me in the same room with that Koeman chap, or I swear I'll chew his ear up.
Leo: Let me fix this, you're not moving everywhere. I'm writing a fax right now. These fuckers are done. Done, you hear me. Especially that fat fucker Koeman.
Luis: Hey, don't make fat jokes man...
Leo: Asshole, motherfucker...
Jordi: These things never happened with Valverde man, he was game. Not like this prick, he thinks he's a manager.
Leo: Trust me guys, I'm gonna turn this around like you've never seen before. Watched the full House of Cards marathon a couple of months ago. I know exactly what to do.
Luis: OK Leo, save me dude. Fuck this manager...
Dedicated to the clown bellow, and his Messi cereal bowl.
You're trying too hard man.