3 points
Baby boy, you at it again.
You done gone and kicked the beehive.
Shut yo damn fool mouth and make me a mess of collards and pintos like a good kitchen monkey. I’ll be there Saturday.
1 point
Lmao!
Dude, you want a plate, I’ll hook you up, but you gotta pick up the supplies, my back is fucking wrecked. And it’ll have to be next Saturday.
But, yeah man, drag your giant ass fish feet over next weekend. It’ll be good to see your punk ass. Why the fuck you can’t just text me like a normal human being, I don’t know.
Oh, wait, that’s right! Not a normal human.
Seriously, fucking text me dude.