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But this clown? He’s still sittin’ there, sippin’ slow. I’m like, “Find a prostitute? Find a shower first, stank!” He don’t know I’m half serious, half playin’. I exaggerate, hollerin’, “You gon’ catch somethin’ penicillin won’t fix!” My barback laughs, and I’m feelin’ good—sass keeps me young, halleluyer! I tell him, “Go home, boo, ain’t no butterfly here—just moths!” He stumbles out, and I’m like, *Good riddance, chile!* Life’s too short for dumbasses!

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Then, boom! Outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and it’s a dude on a bike, totally wiped out. Like, he went flying! I couldn’t help but laugh. I mean, it was kinda funny, but also, dude, are you okay? He gets up, brushes himself off, and yells, “I’m fine! Just testing gravity!” I was like, “Bro, you failed!”