Posted on 2014-12-27 19:21:24
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MARY: Trisha! What the fuck kind of right do you think you have, trying to make a move on my man?!
TRISHA: Ho, look at this gold-ass shit draped up all over my wrist, you better check yourself.
MARY: Flexing... 50 stacks ...how could I have been so foolish. Forgive me, I stepped out of line.

I know this may be a shitty excuse considering the website I'm on, but, I just couldn't resist. Sorrynotsorry :p.