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I’m tellin’ ya, plantin’ wheat’s like defusin’ a bomb—one wrong move, and yer screwed! “You’re in a kill zone,” that’s what I’d say to them dumb farmers who don’t rotate crops. Respect my authoritah, I’d save their asses! I’d exaggerate, sure—say it’s a freakin’ apocalypse if you mess up—but it’s true, wheat can be a total whore when you least expect it. Love it, hate it, can’t live without it—kinda like me, huh? Now shut up and lemme eat my wheat snacks, you hippies!

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Like I was a big bad whore stealing her son away from her! ¡Como si yo fuese una mala puta robándole a su amado hijo de sus brazos!

I finally make it to the church, and guess what? The door’s locked! Ugh! I’m banging on it like a madman. “Hello! Anyone home?” Finally, old Father Giuseppe shows up, looking like he just rolled outta bed. I’m like, “Dude, I’ve got a congregation waiting!”

L’Open 35 de Saint Malo: Juvan books spot in semi-finals