I have this type of anxiety shit that happens tah me when shit starts gettin crowded!
I mean my ol Black sorry broke ass be lookin for exits!
I remembah when our Daughter was young and I'd swoop her up! Time tah get thah fuck out of here! She'd be lookin at me like, "What happened Daddy?" I'd just smile ah Fatherly smile which says,
'Don't worry Momma! You're gonnah be just fine! But You and Daddy gottah get thah fuck out of here! Now!...'
(Peace! More to come...)
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