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Fuck it. I’m gonna tell this story anyways. 
https://twitter.com/williamrichjr/status/1385673656974651392
https://twitter.com/williamrichjr/status/1385673656974651392
I’ll start with the picture so it’s not cap.
So back in 2019 I came to Miami Beach for my 25th birthday. And me, my friends Molly and Eric came to Palace for a drag brunch.
So I saw Sara Jay in line. And I recognized her because she had very distinct back tattoos (don’t judge me).
And so I played it cool. We were chilling and we got seated. Right next to her and her friend.
So we’re watching the drag show and her friend says something to all of us. I mentioned my birthday was in like two days. So we started chopping it up.
We end up getting shots. We kill them. And she says “Hey. You guys are cool. We’re gonna bar hop. Wanna come?” Who says no to that? Not us. So we go with her.
So we got like three bars. Got drinks at each one. Frozen too, so you know I’m about to be lit like Bic.
I mean. I was almost smacked chronicles. It was wild. Her tolerance is THROUGH THE ROOF.
Fast forward. We sit at another restaurant and get a big ass sangria. Size of my head and shit. I get half way done and I’m almost tapped. My friends are slumped.
So we’re just chopping it up and talking. And then at the end of the day, we asked for a photo. And so that’s how I met Sara Jay.
But also, them thangs be THANGIN in real life. It hits totally different. I was just like 
Anyways. Back to your regularly scheduled programming.
And I’m glossing over details for the fact that I’m lit now. But yea. She’s really really nice. And she got them cakes. The end. 
