Scenario 1:
I'm walking to the door of a gas station and they are closed, no staff...odd its 5pm. I get it tho...happening everywhere. It's Whatever... walk back to my truck.
Only me and 2 Brehs in the whole parking area.
Me to 2 Gen Z Brehs:
"Yo...door is locked, no staff. They are closed...
If this wasn't a subliminal i dunno what is...i mean they could have been eating anything, ice cream, chocolate bars, chips, but fried chicken?
really....:usure:
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