As I approached a group of acquaintances recently, I heard one say, "...beaten up and thrown in jail!"
I bounced up: "We can go toe-to-toe in the middle of a cell...!"
They turned and looked at me as if I had eight tentacles, all enthusiastically waving child porn. Uh-oh.
"Umm... We're not rapping, are we?" I said.
No.
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