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Living NYC and you see some fucking weirdos over here on a daily basis. So I saw this dude He came up to me. He's like, yo you want to see a magic trick? I'm like, I was the trick He's like pee of pants right now and I peeed myself and I started sobbing and crying
So if you're not crocs or understand so y'all know how we all wear crocs or whatever you're just walking are you just manual business walking but your crocs decide to do you dirty so you end up tripping on your own feet looking stupid so yeah
Imagine Collin at the zoo and someone like coming over in like saying do you need some help are you OK yeah that has happened once when I was little I was like probably like seven
Oh my goodness, we was out at this restaurant with my family. And my mom knew I didn't like a certain food, but she always tried to make me eat it. So I started crying and she tried to take me to the bathroom to with me. Granted, she never did it, but they always thought I got a weapon and I was still crying because I was like, I didn't want to eat it.
Now because in elementary school, when I was in fifth grade, I think, yeah, fifth grade. My two friends were like arguing and chasing each other, so I was going to chase them and like separate them from arguing. and I fucking slipped in a whole big ass pile of mud.
Ignore that and I have to sit part. I'll get to that later. But anyways, my teacher literally took a picture of me, covered in mud, and sent it to my other teacher. My like, second teacher. Like.