Twenty.

So, today? Yo, the snow is fucking insane right now, b. Real fucking talk, you'd die if you drove in it. Fucking shit, I had to get up and go to work in that bullshit. GREAT; I know. So, I got to work and I hear somebody callin' my name. I look over and who the fuck do I see? My brother! Man, that's my nigga, yo. Son, his chick is lovely and her ass is extraordinary. I'd beat. So, we chop it up for a bit and talk about what we're getting mom-dukes for Christmas. Finally I head in to start my shift. I get in the backroom and there's four of us. How supremely gay is that? We start unloadin' the truck and everything; son this shit is taking forever! This bitch Andrena is complaining the whole time about how cold she is and how she tired. Look ho, aren't we all? This broad got on some Pocahontas moccasin boots with the faux fur hangin' out the ankle, talkin' about her feet cold. Get that shit out of my face. I have on some low top all black air force 1's. Then these niggas playin' this same Christmas music that they've been playing EVERYDAY since the first day after Thanksgiving. If I hear one more Christmas song, I'm killing you. Finally, we finish unloading the truck and everythings good. Why the hell another truck show up while we're getting ready to leave? Now that's some ho ass shit. So I'm like "Fuck it, I'm taking a lunch break." - We all go take our lunch break and I'm in my car, cold and lonely. I thought about calling Aasiyah, I like her voice, but I had already called her yesterday. Calling someone twice is a big no no for me. Fuck that shit, ho. But yo, I made this video while I was driving to work this morning! LMAO! - Peep it. I'm about to dip, so I'll leave you with it.

CHILLINLIKEAVILLEIN!
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