It's August 29, 2025, 01:16:50 AM
3rd grade. I was pissed at first, but then I laughed at how stupid I was for never figuring it out.
What the hell ya' all muthaphukkaz talking about he ain't real. Shit, I'm broke, who the hell is going to get my kids presents when I have them, 'cause daddy can't buy shit until I'm 30 now. Bad Credit equals there better be a Santa, 'cause I ain't having crying kids.