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One day, you could be kids, you could be adults or teens or fetuses in yo mama's stomach. It doesn't matter. I'm really tired, I'm sorry.

A was basically in a tree and B was shouting for them to come down, and they threaten to call the cops. A shrugged it off and says they'll fight them, but after B offers cookies and hands A one after skiddily-bop-top scootily-wop-dropping down to the ground, A days, "I still would've fought the cops..."

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