You were in your car. I was on foot and on the sidewalk, safely out of the way from having learned my lesson during a 162 more words
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We stretched in front of the Museum (pronounced Muhz-yuum). Devon looked at the group.
“Look who’s here: me, a blacque man, the Caribbean Queen a black Jamaican woman, The Voat Fat People Hate Verified Shitlady a half-blacque U.S. 582 more words
I was going to run with Swole Bro’, Ramon and the Park Ranger because it was International LGBTQA+MOUSE day.
Actually no one else would run with me. 453 more words