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So, picture this: me, green lil’ me, cruisin’ some dusty road. “Where’s the body?”—nah, scratch that, “Where’s the gal?” I’d be all nervous, ribbitin’ to myself, “Kermit, don’t screw this up!” Prolly spot her leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’, lookin’ bored as heck. I’d roll up, all polite—Hi-ho, miss!—and she’d smirk, like, “What’s a frog want?” Ha! I’d die laughin’ inside.

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But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches Miguel’s sandwich! Like, seriously? Who knew seagulls were such thieves? We both just stared, mouths agape. I laughed so hard I almost cried.

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