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February 9, 1986 |
Was Brutus really going to beat up a kid that's literally the same age as his own kid? Look, I could get into lack of respect, how kids are raised, blah blah blah, but if you can't handle kids being little jerks then you probably just shouldn't exist.
I hated talking on the phone when I was a kid. It's honestly not all that different today. I hated being on the phone for more than just a couple minutes. I never know what to say over the phone. I'll just tell Wilberforce and Hattie what I told my friends who called me: "We only live a block or two away from each other. Why can't we just meet outside somewhere?"