It’s late...I know and we’ll most of you all around athletes are probably deep within there 6 sixth dream of accomplishments..
Holy stinking rat shit! What are you doing here T.???
What a man can’t stop by unannounced? I still know the security code, and I never really turned in my keys despite ignoring all your calls, and leaving those half dozen or so text messages on red.
Yeah but why.
Why what?
Why now? Why you here?
Call it boredom, call it sumthin to do between sets..
What do you want?
What a guy gotta want something for an unannounced visit, hey look fool I ain’t looking for no booty call!
Ok ok..I hear ya..
I just, well I just missed the old scene, I guess you could say, so I thought what the dog it’s nearly the holiday season I’d stop by.
You got anything in mind you wanna rap bout?
Yeah kinda sorta, but not right this very second lemme spend this Wednesday night just taking in the scene,
( at this moment T is slowly walking around the TMS office and carefully looking over the walls of pictures and random posts he missed)
So now what ? T...
T....???
Uno my EbnFlo theory..
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