So, I'm BLASTING "17 Days" (by Prince of course), and this little Indian chick I see all the time comes and taps me. I'm thinkin she gettin ready to tell me to turn it down, right? She tells me that the ash tray thing is on fire. I go out back with her and unscrew it and get soaked in smoke... Someone else brought water to put it out. I had to throw away my purple March Of Dimes shirt, and get a Liberty shirt. I called my wife to tell her, and relaized that this too could be an omen.
Feel me...
I started playing my "Purple Palace" Prince playlist, and was stopped mid way into the first song, then I have to throw away the purple shirt on my back because it was ruined (I refuse to put that shirt in the car)...I dunno man....I dunno...
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