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It was about three years ago, and I get a phone call from Ido that went something like this: "Hey, man. I'm sick to my core, i'm feeling really bad. Can you head over to the pharmacy and get me some pills?" I'm like, hell yeah! Ido's a great dude, sure I'll help him out. So I go and buy him the pills and head over to his house. I knock on the door, but there is no answer. I try the handle, and to my surprise it was open! So I go in, and i hear moans and hard breathing, so I'm sure he's throwing up or something, and I run to his bedroom to see the ♥♥♥♥ing guy laying on top of my wife, ♥♥♥♥ing going to town.
But it's okay though, she was a ♥♥♥♥♥ and he once revived me in Rainbow Six Siege, so it's all good.