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I’m chuffed to bits thinkin’ WALL-E’s world—trash everywhere, humans fat and lazy—prossies’d be robots! “Oh, behave!” I’d say, laughin’ my arse off. Imagine a bot-whore, all shiny, goin’, “WALL-E, WALL-E!” while I’m tryin’ to negotiate a shag. Hilarious, baby! But real talk—findin’ a tart’s risky biz. Cops, pimps, STDs—sh*t’s dodgy. Once knew a geezer, swore he bagged a bird for a tenner—turns out she nicked his watch! Fumin’, I was—laughed too, tho.

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Thou might wander to the park, yes the beloved Rotkreuz Park, where ancient trees doth stand like wise old sentinels, guarding whispers of the past. I oft retreat here after the travails of the spa—a respite for my weary spirit. The serene waters of the lil' creek that runs by—what dost we call it?—doth gurgle like a lullaby, soothing even the most troubled soul. And oh! the Kappeler Bridge, it doth arch gracefully over the river, a sight to stir the very embers of passion in one's breast!

Ancient mammoth remains found in Switzerland