Signature Illy

And then I realized like eight years later, mail doesn't come on Lincoln's birthday.

I just randomly like hear that a male doesn't come on like his birth like way years after all this happened and clicked in my head Say I was wild brother.

Everything.

And I was like, oh, sorry, man.

We lost this, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

And then I shut the door and I'm like, I call my ex at the time.

Like, I got the package.

She's like, yeah, don't open it.

And then my friends that I'm still friends with today, they're like, yo, bro, like, whatever you need, like, I'll pay you whatever.

Just open it.

And I'm like, all right, fuck it.

So I open the package and I hear a knock at my door.

All I hear is boom, boom, boom.

And then I just turn, right?

So there's like a door and there's like a blind, like this right here with the lights coming in.

Pitch black.

bro, pitch black.

And all I hear is the door gets knocked open.

I'm like, police search, boy, get the fuck on the, I just throw the package hoping it disappear.

And then same dude in the USPS outfit, like as I'm getting walked out of my house, he's like,