Kawhi has a greater responsibility than you could possibly fathom. You weep for Kawhi, and you curse the NBA. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know. That Kawhi's injury, while tragic, probably exposed scrubs. And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, exposes scrubs. You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want the Kawhi in the game, you need Kawhi in the game. We use words like cuck, LDN, Fathead. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent offending someone. You use them as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very website that the Spurs provide, and then questions the manner in which they provide it. I would rather you just said thank you, and went on your way, Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a newspaper, and learn to read. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you are en led to.
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