<van_artic> guys
<van_artic> guys
<van_artic> quick story
<van_artic> so my parents go to uh
<van_artic> how do you call it
<van_artic> well they go in the city
<van_artic> to do some business about the fact that we dont recieve any income in our family
<van_artic> so yknow, we gotta do something to not pay medicines
<van_artic> so they show my ID to a lady in a place
<van_artic> and she asks "where's your son?"
<van_artic> they reply "at home" and then she goes like "..are you sure your son is home?"
<van_artic> basically, if you look at the photo of my ID
<van_artic> she thought i was some mafia guy or some criminal