Why I like Fast Five so much

I have a rather tall friend whose parents happen to be from Brazil.  He is a kind and gentle giant of a friend, and I rather enjoy having his friendship.  His sister once inadvertently, unknowingly prevented me from getting pulled over a long time ago, by setting the mother of all automotive picks on the road, allowing me the time necessary to duck into a small neighborhood until I ditched the star.  Anyway, he, his parents, as well as his sister gave me good faith that Brazilians were good persons.

Well, I take that all back, and recognize my eight-foot tall friend and his family as clearly exceptions to the rule, or products of having lived in America for so long.  Because after playing League of Legends for as long as I’ve been playing now, I’ve come to the interim conclusion that Brazilians are the most insufferable, obnoxious and griefing people on the face of the planet.

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