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“You must be getting some ass,” Krude said as he eyed me suspiciously. He patted me on the shoulder, sniffed the air, and shook his head. “Yeah, you are.” He waved his hand in front of his face and sniffed again. “What?” I laughed and stepped back when he tried to sniff me again. “The fuck are you doing?” “Trying to see if I know the woman,” he said, sniffing again. “My senses are off the chain since I’m expecting. I can identify all kinds of smells now.”
“Ppppppppppppppreeecious Lord!” Krude started to sing, which made Judge throw his hands in the air. “Take my hand!” He sounded like a goat screaming; all I could do was stand there in shock. There was no way they regularly dealt with him and his antics, and he hadn’t been committed. “Leeeeaad me on. Let me stand. I-i-i-i-i- am tired!”
Cuz I was about to get down on that song. You know it’s my shit!”





























