So I'm sitting there in nothing but my skivvies when a couple of ladies walk into the room. They start chatting up me and az anyam. I make eye contact with them. We're flirting. I'm feeling the love. Then one of the fine ladies took a four inch needle and stuck it into my thigh. I'm like, "That's cool, yo. This brother don't cry." I played it off cool. Az anyam gave me a big hug, but I just wanted to keep flirting with the ladies.
Thank you, Balazs Bacsi. The hat rules.
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