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The Baxter Braxton Scott Key
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Its Sunday yo.. and you know what that means? its probably not sunday...
However, Beam me up scotty because its time for an exciting first edition of
GREAT SCOTT!
Sometimes though, they know without knowing. They have the ability to roll with the punches, are not often shocked by much, and don't ask a lot of questions because "Scotty doesn't know".
At some point in time, Indigo Scoπs actually run out of shits and fucks to give. It doesn't often happen as quickly as I realized it could, but it does happen.
You see.. I was carrying around two boxes at one point, the designated holder for the whole trio of happiness, three of diamonds group that made up my three friends.
Being in charge of carting around the two boxes for the three of us was tough. I had to ask Heather Marie each week if she would please take some to hand out in high school, She never did.. wasn't for her. She didn't give any shits or fucks to anyone. Sarah on the other hand would grab a shit or fuck or two to give but honestly I really think she was just tossing them in the trash as soon as she got out of sight.
They are probably both cracking up laughing, because they know I finally ran out of fucks and shits to give out.
When I did, I was in panic! Sarah especially knows.. I called the other day and said in a panic, look I know its been like 2 years since we discussed this already.. but can you check on your side of the bed again and look up under the cabinet in the corner because I swear that I had one saved for just in case. Or at least a half a shit in the closet?
"Nope, not here" Sarah calmly answers my crazy now days. Freedom ( My God Daughter, and Sarahs first daughter) as well.. they are used to it and have adapted.
Nothing would probably surprise or shock them at this point. "Mooommm.. Uncle Scotty is outside rolling around in the street screaming again", freedom said.
"Alright dear, well tell him hold up a sec and ill be there in a minute, im on the phone." Sarah said.
Now, as one of two of my best friends for life, Sarah Anne does always make the situation better somehow and we laugh about it, even though its not funny while its happening.
Sarah: "dude.. you woke up in the middle of the night and started blabbering about something, then I look over and for real? yo... you had you're arm straight up in the air like balanced for like 2 hours all while you were sleeping.. whats wrong with you, do i need to call the exorcist ya sally jesse raphael?!?"
"Nah yo... i just do that sometimes i guess.."
The strange, silly and mysterious ways of an indigo scoπ are often misunderstood and misinterpreted.. which IS understood because sometimes scotty doesnt know.
Todays Scott Key : Is brought to you by my Sisters the letter F, the vowel U, The root meaning -all of you guys can F (fuck) off they aint got time fo U (y'all!). The word, me and I, and the phrase.. "I'm glad you like it I got one in pink!" {A Nari-Nanna's classic}
Todays Scott Key🗝️
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A very famous graduate, very knowelegable owl once asked "How many licks does it take?"
Lil kim later responded ith an Ohhhh Ohhhhh.. Ohhhhh Ohhhhh, How many licks does it take...
Today I ask you.. how many licks will it take? If you take a lick and keep on clicking? how many licks does it take till you get to the center of the click?
Once again thanks for attending todays meeting. And Chelly, we all hope where ever you are, you fall on your face. We also hope Capone never beats Syphilis... keep fishing in that pool yo! We hope Jason, the oranges, and the chris's (md) don't accidentally cut thier heads off at thier salons.. where everyone acts like they suddenly not only dont recognize you and know your there, they completely ignore you, yet follow and loop around you. what a lovely time we are living in, you guys experiencing the same? of course you are!
-Eπu
- Double TT
-The Hound (phoenix II) xmen
-The navigating Scott
-🧭
-The Baxter
-The Scott with the 🗝️
-∆***∆
-🔷
-😃
-♥️
✓
/Braxton ScoTT Garris
hoe. boe. yo. bro. bruhhh
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