by Headlessly Philly…
My name is Wasif and I live in one of those countries where fun is forbidden and women walk around all wrapped up in blankets. It’s a backward nation—on the outside—but what goes on behind closed doors is much like any Western country, especially the USA.
So imagine my surprise when the other day these dumbasses with table cloths on their heads come kicking in my door and drag me from my house, blindfold me and throw me into the back of a van.
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