Yo, today I broke the Boss's ankle playing basketball. To be fair, he tossed my shot into the stands before he came down funny.
The basketball got me excited. I went home and shot on the Fayette court late into the night. 3 hoods who work for the Metro showed up and asked me to play 33 with them. 33 is like 21 with no tip rule. And you shoot from the top of the key instead of free throws. Even though all these guys were way quicker and way stronger than me, I won. To be fair, I might have been the only guy breaking a sweat. Except the little guy, Eddie. He tried.
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