In late March, with only a few days left before the end of the regular season, the Squire's locker room exploded.

"Damn it, who the hell is it? Are you really that? Every time I enter this locker room, I can smell sperm! ”

After training, everyone returned to the locker room, and Artest covered his nose and roared.

The other players frowned as well.

I don't know when it began, the Squire's locker room was always filled with a disgusting smell of heather.

Apparently someone was doing something they shouldn't have done in the dressing room.

"If I catch it, I'll have to find ten old inks to fill him with puffs!"

"What the hell......

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