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A Ghetto Tale (feat. Dave Chappelle ) by Ini-Herit Skill http://ift.tt/1fra3aE

She's asked me a few dozen questions before: 'who's the prime minister?' 'what year is it?' and 'when's my birthday?' to name a few and so far I've got every single one correct... I think.  "I.. Um.. Was driving to tescos."  She nods and notes it down. "And can you remember what you were going to buy?" I feel my cheeks heat up and flush. I nod my head. "Condoms." She doesn't respond how I thought she would. There's no giggle or blush or awkward response. Instead she writes a few more words in her pad and closes it up. "That's great, Fay. I'll let you rest and I'll be back tomorrow for some more questions."  I give her a small, shy smile and she walks out of the room.  I turn to the TV hanging over my bed and see Jeremy Kyle yelling at a couple whose problems have occurred over the father not wanting anything to do with the child. At least I was thinking of protection! Wait... Why was I buying condoms?  I mean, I'm pretty sure I'm not a virgin and I'm definitely sure I'm not a get-around so surely I should be able to remember whether I had a boyfriend or not?  I have way too many questions in my head. I'm half way through my internal dilemma when the curtain around my bed is pulled back.  Doctor Styles strolls in with a clipboard under his arm and a stethoscope around his neck. For some reason I'm glad I can't remember this said boyfriend.

Crank: Shut up plz

so many feels

Oppa Ganzi Style!