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I struck out on my own.

Nobody even had to pitch to me.

I just struck out on my own at a tea.

I set up on a tea.

It was a tee ball and you struck out.

I struck out a tea ball.

And here's Jesse Smolett.

Wow, I don't like him at all.

He's just braying this up like you can't even believe.

Like, that's a psychopath.

Like, that's a person who's, he's either, he's either so convinced that he will never, ever have any consequences, or he's an outright psychopath.

It's one or the other.

Yeah.

I don't know.

I don't know either i mean it doesn't seem like there's any

consequences so far so maybe he's a genius well i mean it seems as if he has some friends in high

places but that still does that's no reason to like lord it over everybody like right right right

you know acting like oh no you the cops uhuted me wrong. This is a black man.

Fuck off, dude.

You know, you clearly did this thing.

Stop saying you're innocent.

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