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So, I tried it once—D’oh!—total mess! Lady’s like, “Relax, Homer,” but I’m all tense, thinkin’ bout Marge catchin’ me. Felt like a freakin’ donut gettin’ glazed, ya know? Slippery as hell—oil everywhere! Little fact: they use weird stuff like almond oil, not even donut grease! Surprised me, man, thought it’d be all fake and porny, but nah, it’s legit chill. Got me happy—muscles all loose, like after a good nap. But then—D’oh!—she hits a knot, hurts like hell! “That’s a bingo!” I yell, straight outta Inglourious Basterds. She’s confused, I’m laughin’—classic me.

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After that, I decide to take a stroll by the Huskvarna River. It’s beautiful there. The water’s glistening, and I can see the old factory buildings in the background. I’m thinkin’ about how this place used to be all about manufacturing. Now it’s artsy and cool. But then, I hear this loud noise. What the heck? A bunch of kids are throwing rocks into the river. I’m like, “Hey! Chill out!” But they just laugh. Kids, man.

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