story from when i visited homie ștefan's home
i walked into his home. stepped on his stone path. saw a stuff. took picture like "nyehehe >:)", went towards friend to tell stupid joke jab @ stefan abt that stuff. took one, two, three steps– TRIPPED. no fall, only trip. i am telling you fănel SAW, he HEARD me thinking that joke, he said trrrrip u ain't voicing none of that. well then haunt mad about it, boi.













