Ike: (Yelling) Hey, Momma, you sick?
Me: Why are you yelling?
Ike: Oops, sorry, I'm cited (excited). Are you sick?"
Me: No not today.
Ike: Did you start Ninja medicine yet? (chemo)
Me: No, I start Monday
Ike: Is that your hair? You need to comb it. It's crazy.
Me: Yep, its my hair
Ike: Doesn't look like your hair. Let me feel
Me: (Eye rolling) Ok...
Yanks hair
Ike: Oh....its real. Just checking.
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