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I git all fired up, stompin’ round, lookin’ fer one that ain’t gonna rob me blind. Last time, this gal—prettier’n a peach—tried chargin’ me double! I was like, “What’s yer deal, sugar?” She just smirked, and I swear, it was like Llewelyn Moss dodgin’ fate. Got me laughin’ now, tho—dumb as a bag o’ hammers, I paid her anyways! Git-R-Done, right?

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First off, I’m a Resnik, which means I deal with all sorts of random stuff. But today? Today was a whole different level. I step outta my flat on West Street, and boom! There’s a sheep just chillin’ on the sidewalk. Like, what’s up with that? I mean, I know Kirriemuir’s got its sheep, but c’mon! This ain’t a petting zoo!

A trip to Scotland's oldest sweet shop in Kirriemuir