"Did you hear about Lena?", said Vance Archer, the captain of the football team.
"No, what about her?", asked his best friend and co-captain Tyrese Watson
"She's getting married".
"What! For real?! How is that possible? Isn't she only like 15?", Tyrese shouted in surprise.
"Yeah, but it's an old custom or some shit. One of those arranged marriages. She's shacking up with a prince or something from Binladistan or wherever here family's from"
"Wow, that's crazy. When's the wedding?"
"Next year, but her parents are pulling her out of school early for preparations. Today's her last day."
"Yo, that prince is a lucky ass nigga. If I had Lena all to myself, I'd be tearing that terrorist pussy up from morning to night",Tyrese said as he licked his hand and smacked the imaginary ass in front of him.
"Yeah, I guess," Vance said, sounded more hesitant." She's a great lay and all, but I'm not sure I'd want to wife her. I mean, she's kind of like a bag of chips. When you're at a party, it doesn't matter if other people eat some. But when you're at the supermarket, you don't want to get the bag everyone's already put their hands in. You know what I'm saying?"
"Yeah, I feel ya. I'd love to put my hand in that bag one more time though", he said looking off into the distance.
"Me too", Vance reveling in his daydream before coming up with an idea. "Hey, why don't we give her a wedding gift early. I'm sure she won't mind getting a couple packages a head of schedule", he said as he grabbed his crouch.
"Haha, yo, I even gift wrap it for her".
They looked and each other for a moment before they both said "Nah!", simultaneously.
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