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Humor? Oh, babe, one time this guy’s like, “Happy ending?” and I’m all, “Honey, I’m the whole damn parade!” Laughed my ass off. Sarcasm’s my jam—erotic-massage ain’t for stiffs, pun intended. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but when those hands hit ya, it’s like fireworks, boom! “The limit of language is the limit of the world,” Godard’d say, and I’m thinkin’, nah, this shit’s limitless. Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I’d purr it to the masseuse—tip ‘em big, they deserve it! So, yeah, try it—blows yer mind, swear!

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