It is now hot as balls encased in several layers of Saran Wrap. The dark green kind you can get around Christmas.

I'm all primped and propped for work, which I only have to endure for four hours tonight.

I still don't wannna go.

But what about LBC? you're asking yourself.

Eh. He's probably 43 or something. I swear, this is some kind of disease. How come I can never tell how old someone is just by looking at them? Huh? This is going to really embarass me some day, just watch.

Add another layer of Saran Wrap, homies. I swear I can feel the temperature risin'.

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