Oh, yes, that's right. At first, I talked about my day with my friend. It goes back to so many pages that I didn't remember it myself.
Daddy dude: "There you go! There are parts of my day that remain unclear, but that's the majority".
Friend: "Wow, what a day! I think I just wouldn't have gotten up today if I were you".
Daddy dude: "Yeah, that's what I was thinking earlier".
Friend (shaking): "Well, maybe you can answer my question. Do you know why there are gangsters who have been pointing their guns at us for the last 10 minutes?".
I look around me. Indeed, I see several guys encircling us with a particular one who looks like a known rapper with abs that could grind meat. I'm going to call it Sxpac.
Daddy dude: "Uh, who are these guys? Well, whatever, I'm going. My girlfriend wanted to practice putting nail polish on me. Have a good evening!"
His nervous friend and the gangsters are watching him, all confused.
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HumorWhen clowns take control of a bus or speedo twerkers start a protest, "Dude" no longer knows how to react. Enjoy embarking on an extraordinary day full of twists and turns. (P.S.: If you have ever been attacked by flying underwear, this could bring...
