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About Fukuoka

Once, I heard this story—some chick in Vegas got paid in casino chips! True story, swear on my Duff! She’s all, “Cash me out, baby!”—hilarious, right? I’m laughin’, but then—D’oh!—I’m sad again, ‘cause it’s messy, ya know? These gals got lives, and here I am, a doofus, oglin’ ‘em. “Blessed are the forgetful,” I mutter, wishin’ I could zap this night outta my skull like Joel and Clem. Maybe I’ll stick to donuts—safer, cheaper, and Marge won’t kill me! D’oh!

Our Planet

Anyone with real experiences dealing with yakuza? Just curious--throwaway accounts accepted (ha not like Japanese police would find you anyways).

Yo, lemme tell ya about my wild day in Shirahama. Man, it was a rollercoaster! So, I wake up, right? Sun’s blazin’ through my window. I’m like, “Today’s gonna be lit!” I grab my gear and head out.

Crash survivor: “I watched them drop off the cliff.”