A customer at work walks up to me and says, Come on, let's go. You ain't 'bout shit. I prepared for a fight as he set all of his things down. He then readied his hands for a game of rock, paper, scissors. Oh my God. I beat him. He told me, I'm valid. Apologized, then left. That's a long encounter, but also jokes at the outcome. Bro, rock, paper, scissors. Let's go. You ain't 'bout shit. You ain't 'bout shit. I said, Sweat. And he was like, You ready? And he said, Sweat. Bat, bat, bat. 'You're valid, you're valid, you're valid, you're valid, valid, ' let me get my-That's jokes.