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Me: Man, we gonna have to put Pops in a home or some shit. His ass just hit my line talking about getting a tatt of Ma’s face on his back. Nino: Mannn, see, this is why my ass is gonna be fucking and ducking bitches forever. On some real shit, this nigga got me looking at him, ready to request a DNA test or something. How the fuck are you down this bad over pussy you ain’t even getting on the regular? Me: *laughing emoji* His ass must be getting it regularly. That’s the reason he’s down this bad. It sounds like he’s about to jump off his couch or something. Like nigga, man the fuck up. How do
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Nino: Exactly. Just thinking about settling down has bumps popping up on my arm. Can you get hives from the thought of shit? *thinking emoji* Scratching my arm as prickles begin forming, I ponder his question for its validity before I respond. Me: I don’t know, but let’s take some Benadryl just in case. I’ll holla at you later. Setting the phone down, I stand and make my way to the medicine cabinet in search of Benadryl. The itching of my right arm is increasing by the minute. Fucking around with my parents, I’m unsure if I’ll ever settle down with one woman.
“Listen, I have decided to put our parents in a home in another two years. I just need you to agree so when the people from Negro Pines hit you up, it ain’t a surprise to you.”
