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So, picture this — I’m hoppin round town, green flippers flappin, lookin for some action. Not my usual swamp vibe, right? Found this shady corner, dude, total sketchville! Some gal’s leanin on a lamp post, smokin, givin me the eye. I’m like, “Hi-ho, lady, you workin?” She laughs, says, “For a frog? Maybe!” Made me chuckle, but damn, her vibe was cold — “like a snake bitin its own tail,” like the movie says. Got me thinkin — is this chick for real or just hustlin me?

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Finally, I found a quiet corner. I pulled out my notebook, ready to jot down some music ideas. But guess what? My pen ran out of ink. Seriously? I was like, “Is the universe against me today?” So, I just sat there, staring at the wall, thinking about life.

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