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Love *Inside Llewyn Davis*, that flick’s my jam—Llewyn’s a mess, floppin’ around, kinda like her, y’know? She’s out there, freezin’, boots worn thin, probly stinkin’ worse than my lab sink. “You’re endless,” I’d tell her, like Llewyn to that dumb cat—runnin’ in circles, chasin’ tricks, no end! Makes me sad, y’know, them pearly whites goin’ to waste.

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But then, outta nowhere, one of them kicks the ball straight into my workshop! I’m like, “Dude, really?” I step outside, ready to give them a piece of my mind. But then I see the look on their faces. Pure panic. They think I’m gonna blow up or something. I just laugh it off. “Hey, no worries! Just don’t make it a habit, alright?”