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À propos Hamilton

Oh, random thought—ever notice how pute sounds like it’s judgin’ ya? Like Eli starin’ at Oskar, all quiet, sayin’, “Be me a little,” but in my head it’s “Pute, you weak!” Cracks me up, man. I’d overuse it, no lie—call my protein shake “pute” if it spills, call my dog “pute” when he chews my kicks. It’s my word now, fam, I’m claimin’ it! Frenchies might fight me, but I’m The Rock—they ain’t winnin’ that scrap!