Mr. Paridoo?

Ohh, Mamacita.

You know those like little cocktail dresses that girls wear? Yeah, that's like with the hanging sparkles or whatever. That's what your shirt looks like. I can't tell if that's actually what it is because it's blurry, but I don't know, it's given.

You're sending me

I guess you got a bun in your head.

Yo, look at my grandson.

Ah, no, my mom is way Bro, you look like the baby.

No, please. How do you got my ***** dressed like this? You look like a Dominican father. You got that ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba- Special. I can't. You look like you're ready to win a salsa competition. Oh no. Oh