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Just chilling out, maxing, relaxing, all cool, just shooting some b-ball outside of the school when a couple of guys who were up to no good started making trouble in my neighborhood. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared, she said "You're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air."
Seemed like a good time to pack up the truck and move. Except that the Internet isn't a big truck, it's more like a series of tubes...
Mister Clean
britain
Ready to pack a bag and fly to Florida.
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...and there goes the one in back. Incidentally, I asked Bree and she was totally fine with me posting…