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Yesterday I went with my brother to a new gym in Markham. Mang, those dudes were filthy rich. It was like money was growing off their bazooties. Everything they wore was branded from their head to their toes. They were ballin' with their new, clean, white, nike shoes and all their nice isht. But we minded our own bizznizzle because we were just there to play some volleyball LMAO. Then when everyone started the drills, the place got crunked up. Everyone was smashing the balls like no tomorrow. It was mad-crazy in that joint. In practice alone, I ended up with a few bruises on my legs and arms. But mang, that was by far the best volleyball practice ever.