One of my best friends is similar to the barber, in that it is always a mission with him......with conflicting, vague, or nonexistent explanations
Everyday or so he calls me like "Come take a drive with me", and I know he's going out to where we grew up, and has businesses, but just like Paper and Bibby, you end up on an all day ordeal with no schedule, time frame, constant blunt smoking
I just can't live like that anymore lol
The scene at the end got me, when he got a call on his bluetooth, "What....yeah, I got that right now....I'll be over in 15 minutes.....I'm on my way.....Don't be ridiculous
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That shyt gives me anxiety, and reminds me of HS when everyone was like that, knowing we wouldn't be there for an hour or so.