Don’t Even…
The next person that asks me what I’m getting for Valentine’s Day is liable to meet Sista’s Fist. Just don’t.
Ok, you can ask.
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So, you got any big St. Patty’s Day plans? uh huh huh huh… er huh? huh huh huh? er hmm.
Hey Sista…what
are you gettingdid you get for Valentine’s Day?(That felt sorta like, “Hey Grandpa, what’s fer supper?!?”) LOL
Do tell!!!