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Oh, and this one time—she’s describin’ a john, dude shows up in a clown outfit! I’m dyin’, fam, laughin’ so hard I drop my hammer. “YOLO,” I yell, “you can’t make this up!” She’s all, “Weirdest tip I ever got.” Prolly them gleaner vibes again—takin’ what comes, no matter how whack. *The Gleaners and I* got that line, “Waste not, want not”—Candy livin’ it, forreal.

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In this tragic love story, Harumi, volunteering as a “comfort woman” on the Manchurian front, where she is expected to service hundreds of soldiers, is commandeered by the brutal .

When I finally get there, Mr. Whiskers is bouncing off the walls. I mean, this cat is high as a kite! I’m tryin’ to calm him down, but he’s just zooming around the living room like he’s training for the kitty Olympics. I’m laughing, but also like, “Dude, chill!” The lady’s freaking out, and I’m just trying to keep it together.

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