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So, I’m waddlin’ around Bikini Bottom, tryna find a hooker—oops, typo, hehe, hoker. Nah, prostitute! And I’m thinkin’, “Where they at?” Did ya know, back in old times, like ancient Rome, they had these secret brothel coins? Called spintriae—fancy, huh? Blows my dumb starfish brain! Imagine me flippin’ a coin, goin’, “Heads, I get a gal; tails, I eat kelp fries!” Ha!

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So, I get inside, and my mate Dave’s already there, fiddling with some old banger. He looks up and says, “Oi, mate! You see the state of that car?” I look over, and it’s a right mess. I mean, it’s like someone took a sledgehammer to it. Turns out, it was parked on the side of the road near the Comber Greenway. Some numpty thought it was a good idea to leave it there overnight. Classic Comber, eh?

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