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Em, it's Paul.
Listen, Joel just called me and he said you're in the ****ing back behind his studio,
shooting your gun off in the air like it's a shooting range.
I told you not to ****ing bring your gun around, like an idiot, outside of your home.
You're gonna get yourself in trouble.
Don't bring your gun outside of your home you can't carry it on you.
Leave your ****ing gun at home.
Listen, Joel just called me and he said you're in the ****ing back behind his studio,
shooting your gun off in the air like it's a shooting range.
I told you not to ****ing bring your gun around, like an idiot, outside of your home.
You're gonna get yourself in trouble.
Don't bring your gun outside of your home you can't carry it on you.
Leave your ****ing gun at home.
