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You take the lamp and wish that Keith was playing somewhere else. He quickly disasters in a puff of smoke. You shrug, and continue your time at the park. As you're walking, you get a message on your phone. You look at your phone and notice its from a contact named "Keisha". You open up the text message and see a selfie from an athletic black woman wearing a basketball jersey. There is a text message below the picture. "Getting ready for the big game. Love ya boo." Keith has apparently become Keisha, a starring player on the WNBA, and apparently your loving girlfriend as well. It also seems that you're the only person who remembers otherwise. You're not complaining.