It is ya'boy D'eon Tology here with the fit check of the millennium.
As you know, we are looking for real girls. It is important that they are real. Fake girls, you've had your time. Whole lotta' you bustas up in the air these days.
You must be real to me, as you should know. The epistemic reality of you deteriorates at a distance. AKA – we check your card at the door; I'm not sure what for, but you can rest assured that we will.
So, if you're not a real girl, I'm not sure what you're up to. Girls these fucking days and their sewing machines, Jesus Christ.