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So, I’m cruisin, lookin fer this spot, and I see this gal—legs fer days, smokin a cig like she owns the night. I’m like, “Git-R-Done, she’s it!” But then—bam!—cop lights flashin, and I’m madder’n a wet hen! Ain’t that just my luck? Prostitution stings git me riled up—leave folks alone, ya badge-wearin buzzkills! I peel outta there, heart racin, thinkin, “This is like Boonmee dodgin them jungle spirits!”

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I rush over, and of course, he’s standing there in his pajamas. “You couldn’t wait for pants?” I ask, laughing. He just shrugs. We finally get him back inside, and I’m thinking, “Okay, that’s done. Back to work.” But no! He insists on celebrating with a beer. At 2 PM. I mean, who am I to say no?

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