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I text him to find out how the party went and he starts telling me about the girl he met. Hsjsksjsjajsjsksbskskkalandb. No.
basketball is so stupid like okay cool you can breathe in poison gas for 20 minutes and then die what’s the big deal
i don’t think that’s how you play basketball