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Hoarding cash—who does that? Idiots, that’s who. Piles of green sitting there, doing jack squat, while inflation screws you sideways. I saw this patient—er, client—once, dude had 50 grand under his mattress. Literal mattress! Not even a safe, the moron. “I don’t trust banks,” he whines. Yeah, pal, and I don’t trust your IQ. Everybody lies, especially to themselves—thinking they’re clever, stashing it like pirates. Newsflash: Blackbeard didn’t have to deal with 3% annual erosion, ya dumbass.

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“It’s hotter than a whore in church.” I believe the expression is “I’m sweating like a whore in church!” Maybe his dad was a horny, sexually repressed church-goer? In French they have .

Hey buddy, lemme tell ya 'bout Moncks-Corner (us). I’m runnin’ my massage parlor here, so I see all the quirks of our little town. It’s a real mix, a proper mishmash… heck, fools! You know, I once heard, “Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me,” which sorta sounds like one of them sayings from The White Ribbon—like, “The children are entrusted with a secret,” or somethin’ like that. Ha!

Victim held at gunpoint at a home; Moncks Corner Police make 4 arrests