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About Pecs

Yo, it’s bad bitch o’clock! Me, a radio-electronic gear installer, talkin sex-dating? Hell yea, I got thoughts! Wiring up circuits all day, I see sparks flyin—kinda like them apps, ya know? Sex-dating’s wild, fam! It’s all swipe-right, get laid, no strings—boom! Like in “Toni Erdmann,” where shit gets awkward but real, I’m vibin with that chaos. “You’re a wild animal!”—that’s me on Tinder, huntin for a hookup, no cap.

Finally, I get my client’s dresses, and I’m feeling like a hero. But then, I get a call. It’s my buddy, and he’s like, “You won’t believe what just happened!” I’m thinking, “Dude, I’m in the middle of a fashion crisis!” But I can’t ignore him. Turns out, he just got a puppy! A little golden retriever! I’m like, “Aww, that’s awesome!” But then I remember I’m still in the mall, and I gotta get back to my client.