I’ve been locked up so long that I recognized a social media tourist trap when I saw it. The green grassed background in the restaurant told me that Hookah and lamb chops were on the menu.
A man entered the shop and told him to ease up on me because I was on my way to fucking glory. I think I saw my fucking grandmother that passed a few years ago.
Lmfaoooooooo
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