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Now, here’s the tea: she takes him ‘round back, and I’m like, “Oh, Lawd, he’s done!” Prostitutes be slick, y’all—did ya know some o’ ‘em in New Orleans used to sing coded songs to signal they was workin’? True story! Joe don’t know that, he’s too busy pantin’. Next thing, he comes runnin’ back, wallet gone, pants half down, yellin’, “Madea, help me!” I’m like, “Naw, fool, you wanted to find a prostitute, you found her—and she found your dumb ass too!” Halleluyer! I’m dyin’ laughin’, but also hot as a skillet—why these men so stupid?

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Then, I get a call from my mate, Dave. He’s like, “Yo, you seen my dog?” I’m like, “Dude, I’m lookin’ for my sheep!” Turns out, his dog was chasing my sheep. Classic Sutton chaos, right? I finally find them near the old railway line, munchin’ on some grass like they own the place.

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