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Once, I heard this story—some chick in Vegas got paid in casino chips! True story, swear on my Duff! She’s all, “Cash me out, baby!”—hilarious, right? I’m laughin’, but then—D’oh!—I’m sad again, ‘cause it’s messy, ya know? These gals got lives, and here I am, a doofus, oglin’ ‘em. “Blessed are the forgetful,” I mutter, wishin’ I could zap this night outta my skull like Joel and Clem. Maybe I’ll stick to donuts—safer, cheaper, and Marge won’t kill me! D’oh!

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When I was growing up I used to tell myself I never wanted to be like my mother I admired my late father's power and I thought he was the man and if.

First off, I’m an accountant, right? Numbers, spreadsheets, all that jazz. But today? Today was a rollercoaster. I hit the streets of Aki, and it was like stepping into a movie. The sun was shining, but it was that weird, sticky heat. You know, the kind that makes you feel like you’re melting? Ugh.

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