Handcuffing Myself to My Ex-Wife

no, it's scary. But back to my rapper, uh, my rapper friends. I had this guy who was really involved with with the whole rap section of LA. And one day he invited me over. He's like, yo, come vlog by the studio. And I'm like, okay. So I was excited. It was like 2 AM. I asked Liza, I'm like, Liza, can I please go? She's like, sure, just be back in an hour. So I'm like, I gotta go see these rappers. And I went, and I went to the studio, and the second I walk in, my friend's out there. And they're like, oh, you're the photographer, what's up? And I'm like, I'm not the photographer. And they're like, yo, take some pictures of us. Take some pictures of us. And I'm like, Jesus Christ. I had my vlogging camera in my hand, and I just— I was there for 30 minutes just taking pictures of these rappers, like, posting up at the studio. And I had to send all the pictures to them and stuff. And it was just them— it was like them drinking lean, them smoking weed. It was like them bopping out to songs with, like, their eyes closed.