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He gave y'all the domestic sight, alright. But you're fine. Big B. No, you shouldn't be doing that to me. Not even to me. To her. Not even to her. To her. What are you talking about? To her. To her. What are you talking about? You can't do that. You can't do that. You can't do that. I'm going to bust. Well, no, I'm not trying to be mean, so I'm not going to say that, so yeah, you're fine. You're fine. You're fine. You're fine.
No, but like, ain't you the one that commented on an online place where anybody could respond to you? Yeah, I think that's how it works, you know? Just a little guess, you dumbass bitch.
Yes, I know that but my comment had nothing to do with you. If you were so triggered by my comment, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. Like, oh my gosh, you got so offended and so triggered by one little comment that I put. Like, did I hurt your feelings that bad? Like, oh my god, I deeply sincerely apologize that your feelings got hurt from missing side-eye.
If it was so annoying then like why didn't you just ignore it? Like it's not that hard to just ignore a comment. If you didn't like a comment just ignore it. Like, you don't have to respond to everything, baby girl.
No, I know. I just didn't like how you mispronounced my name whenever it's clearly right there. With all freaking letters, be it somehow you managed to skip like three letters, you know?