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Drivin’ my tractor, I see her sometimes, struttin’ round town. Got them tight jeans, hair all messy – hot damn! Makes me wanna honk the horn twice. Little known fact, scoob: she once stole a pig from Old Man Jenkins’ farm! Swear, saw her ridin’ it like a rodeo champ – fuckin’ hilarious! Jenkins was pissed, yellin’, “You’re dead meat!” but she just laughed, flipped him off. Classic Whore move.

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