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Once, I heard this story—some chick in Vegas got paid in casino chips! True story, swear on my Duff! She’s all, “Cash me out, baby!”—hilarious, right? I’m laughin’, but then—D’oh!—I’m sad again, ‘cause it’s messy, ya know? These gals got lives, and here I am, a doofus, oglin’ ‘em. “Blessed are the forgetful,” I mutter, wishin’ I could zap this night outta my skull like Joel and Clem. Maybe I’ll stick to donuts—safer, cheaper, and Marge won’t kill me! D’oh!

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First off, I hit up the local café on Fő utca. You know, the one with the weirdly awesome pastries? I ordered a cappuccino and a “kifli” (that’s a croissant, but way better). I’m sittin’ there, vibin’, when this dude walks in. He’s got a guitar slung over his shoulder, looking all cool. I’m like, “Yo, is that a sign?”

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