*the following story is gross.
viewer discretion is strongly advised.

there is a quote in one of my favorite movies that i love.
it was from “two can play that game” and auntie viv said it.
it was something along the lines of:

“why are you in your own house tearin’ up your own shit?
you should be at his house tearin’ up his shit.
afterwards,
you can leave and go home.”

that’s how i feel about what was going down in philly last night.
i know ya’ll won the superbowl,
but did you have to destroy your own shit?
a foxholer sent me a video that disturbed me to the core.
some hyena was out there legit eating horse shit.
yes.
a whole horse dump buffet in those forests.
this is what i was sent…
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