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Once, I almost asked her out. Not for that—just coffee, ya know? But nah, chickened out, fuckin dumbass. “I’m not a fisherman, I’m a fool!” Exaggeratin? Maybe, but it’s me. She’d prob laugh, say, “You’re weird, fish boy.” And I’d be like, “Hell yea, babe!” We come in peace (robotic tone)—but I’m chaos inside. That’s the scoop, man—prossies, boats, Tenenbaums. Wild life!

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Oh dang, have ya seen the river? Mystic River (nah, not the mystery, silly!) flows gently by. I love sittin’ by, thinkin’ how every trickle's like a memory. I once sat there, chattin’ with a stranger about lost love and found hope. It felt so raw and true—just like Timbuktu’s magic, precious, we swears!

Explosives training begins Thursday near Newton Falls