u wanna hear about wires getting crossed,
one of the young people i worked with wanted to tell his dad some news. knowing that he wouldent be happy he asked me to be present for support,
ok so i went
i ended up in a pub/bar full of beer belly bikers
as soon as i walked in i stuck out like a saw thumb,
i was wearing white shalwar kameez

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the kid said his peace and his dad was annoyed, suprising everyone was so friendly to me, and i was given about 7 free J20's
after his farther had calmed down, he thanked me for being their and bringing his son to him when he was in need
it was late, getting darker, his farther said he wouldent take no for an answer and wanted to drop me off home so i let him
i came rolling into my street on the back of a Harley davidson with a huge gora with a black leather jacket
his little biker club following from behind
my auntie being snoopy seen me getting off the bike
so she assumes i have a relationship with a white middle aged male with a beer belly and leather jacket
i dident even bother to explain i just went straight to bed
auntion ka haal