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I was there, they were stomping on me. They were literally stomping on the size of her hair. Okay, on the size of her hair. The borax. Like, on her twinning arm. And they were stomping on me. I was supposed to be the wife of the party in hours.
No bro, imagine you go to a party and you're next to a person and they stinkin' shit and you don't wanna say that but everybody knows it and then they think it's you because you're next to a person. I can't just go outside like that because I would feel like people would think that if I'm next to a person that smells you.