Bro, I mean this in- No, I don't mean this in the next way. You look like one of the motherfuckers off the trolls and like I don't like it

You did just get out the pool but like I can she go into a casket just just hop in it just kidding

Hahahaha!

That's a child! Bro, that's a child. Get back into the house, delete this app and go read fucking Melodopoly or something. Go talk to your mother. No, you're okay.

Um, in the nicest way possible, you're literally like 11, you shouldn't be on this app, there are like bad people on this app. They will literally tear you down, I swear to God. Um, just stick to like, TikTok or like Insta maybe? Stereo? I don't think so. I don't think so. I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Yo bro, who's shitting on your face?

Oh my god!

You really out here looking like that one girl that I beat up in the fifth grade. I remember her name was Genevieve McIntyre and she had that nasty green grass hair. Quit with that ugly smirk. You musty crusty crusty lips. Freckles really giving El Foo me a Khalifa wannabe. Anyway, catch me outside on Thursday afternoon in Atlanta, Georgia.