“Pull the fuck over, Earth. I’m about to whoop this nigga’s ass like our grandparents should have when he was a kid.” Krude started messing with his belt. “If I pull over, Ima leave yo’ ass stranded,” I said. “You’d leave a pregnant man out in the streets?” Krude gasped. “What kind of monster are you?” “Krude, shut the fuck up, nigga. Damn!” Judge fussed from the very back. “All you fuckin’ do is talk and play! Chill the fuck out for once!” “Looky here, Harlot!” Krude yelled. “Don’t be mad at me ’cause you slow!”
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