At the public pool with my girlfriend and her nanny kids. Deadass feel like the biggest weirdo pervert ever. Doesn’t feel like it used to that’s for sure.
Twerps keep running in front of me to get a ball from Khalil Watson. Little do they know, Michael is going to push them over the centerfield fence if they keep doing it.
I speak for everyone in Iowa saying that I’d much rather let the tornado sweep me up without warning rather than the NBA finals be interrupted by this guy telling me how a tornado works.