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Oi, you lot, it’s Loki here—smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” y’know, the usual. So, we’re chattin’ bout Escort—yeah, that ol’ Ford banger from the 80s and 90s, not whatever dirty nonsense you’re thinkin’. This car, mate, it’s a bleedin’ legend in the gaming community—think rally vibes, screechin’ tires, and me laughin’ as mortals crash it in *Forza*. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ mead, ponderin’ how this rustbucket stole my heart—like, why tho?

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Then, outta nowhere, this lady runs up to me. She’s all frantic, waving her arms like she’s trying to take off. Turns out, her kid, little Sarah, is stuck in the kiddie pool slide. I’m like, “How do you even get stuck in a slide?” But I sprint over, and there she is, just sitting there, looking confused. I mean, come on, it’s a slide, not a black hole! I help her out, and she’s all smiles. I’m like, “See? No biggie!” But the mom? She’s crying like she just won the lottery. Ratoath moms, man. They’re intense.

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