"And then I moved back, and BAM, clocked that motha*&^** in his head!"
"Damn son," said the other white kid.
"Put that dude to sleep!"
It's hard to keep that ego in, isn't it? Ya got in a scuffle a couple weeks back, and haven't seen your boy since the Meth show at Terminal Five. There's some catching up to do. It was a two punch, three second, hit and run, but you'll add a couple jabs and a, "I think that dude needed stitches" line, just to play it up.
Homey, you're getting a 5 / 5 on our Gotta Go Spector Scale. Why? Because this is just one of many 'Gotta Go' qualities you've been blessed with. Word is bond, son.
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