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Happy Monday, LiveWire. Yeah, play with them hurricane winds if you want to. They knock you right on your ass. Look, them hurricane winds don't motherfucking play.
Yo, facts, that was for Irma. And the crazy part is, I'm like, oh, this shit ain't that bad. I'm out there, whatever. I was like, oh, this shit kind of, that wind gust came, yo, that shit was like motherfucking invisible football players. I was like, yo, that shit smacked the fuck out of motherfuckers.
How are you? I send you a greeting, I hope you have a very good Monday, at least better than the day I did because it has improved, that over time you put a good face and that you did not go to sunbathe because the thing was a bit ... what a water drop was falling out there, nothing, a greeting.
Hey, hey, you fucking around like a jar of mayonnaise right now, boy, you better take your ass in the house. You not one of them, man. You don't be doing thrill-seeking shit like this, man. Stop the bullshit now.
Yo, fam, I swear, yo, that shit, yo, the crazy part, you can't even see that shit. That wingus came out of nowhere, yo, like an angry ex-wife trying to get alimony. Look, you hear me?
yo livewire where the fuck are you bro i hope you have shutters i hope you're okay i hope your provisions i have actually experienced in my lifetime 16 motherfucking hurricanes so you gotta protect yourself and uh shout out to you livewire