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who i am doesn't matter. what mother fuckers think about me is what matters. i feel like i have a good grip on that and you should take notes. let me tell you who to be. i'll do the work, you take the credit. you're welcome.
wanna fuck with your neighbors/friends?
fill a cup with ice, go out on your balcony, porch, street, whatever, then scream “i am jesus and these are my children!” immediately after, throw the ice and calmly walk back inside.