No, seriously: Once, I was down there at the Pride parade, and the last float in the parade was an unofficial float of gay prostitutes, and I looked up, and there I was, riding the float.
One of my friends had thought that I had actually gotten onto the float.
My parents used to often see some other guy in the mall that they thought was me, until they actually confronted the guy, wondering why he was ignoring his own parents.
I don't know where they come from, but they're all imposters. Imposters, I say!
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No, seriously: Once, I was down there at the Pride parade, and the last float in the parade was an unofficial float of gay prostitutes, and I looked up, and there I was, riding the float.
One of my friends had thought that I had actually gotten onto the float.
My parents used to often see some other guy in the mall that they thought was me, until they actually confronted the guy, wondering why he was ignoring his own parents.
I don't know where they come from, but they're all imposters. Imposters, I say!
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