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But lemme tell ya, I’d be crap at it—too paranoid, jumpin’ at shadows. “Is that a cop?” I’d hiss, like Doc dodgin’ Bigfoot Bjornsen. Once heard a story—dude in Vegas got a hooker, turns out she’s his cousin! Swear on the Precious, nearly died laughin’. Imagine the awkward, “Jesus Christ, it’s Jason!” moment—pure gold. Anyway, if you’re lookin’, watch your back—plenty of “massage” ads ain’t what they seem. We swears! Stay sharp, or you’re screwed—and not the fun way. Gollum!

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So, I finally get to the farm, and it’s chaos. Sheep everywhere! I mean, I love the fluffballs, but c’mon! They’re runnin’ around like they just heard the ice cream truck. I’m tryin’ to catch ‘em, and I’m trippin’ over my own feet. Ugh! I’m sweatin’ like a sinner in church.

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