"Joanne?" Waldo, the center, asked.
He snickered, lips curving upwards, and eyebrows furrowing.
"Joanne. What's the matter? Love at first sight?" He grinned.
Dylan, the shooting guard, nudged Waldo. "More like 'fainting at first sight'," he said.
"Then goes the babies!" Bryan, the power forward, cheered.
"Dude," Will, the captain, and the point guard, scolded Bryan. "Calm your tits down. He's not gonna have any babies soon with balls like that."
"So you've ever seen his balls?" Dylan joked.
"Fuck you, Jonathan," Will chuckled while shaking his head. "Fuck you."
Dave finally couldn't stand it. "Who the fuck is Joanne?"
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Angels Play Basketball
ContoWhen Dave met Joanne, he didn't knew that angels do fall from the sky and unexpectedly, is in his high school's basketball team.