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Once, right, saw a sign—‘Erotic-massage, 50 quid!’ Thought, blimey, that’s steep! Made me mad, it did—why pay for slippery nonsense when ya got cows to milk? Happy bit? Found out some parlors got secret knocks—like, tap-tap-wiggle, gets ya the “special.” Laughed me head off! “Blessed are the forgetful,” like the movie says—wish I could forget that rubbish! Surprised me, though—heard some old king in France had a massage lass on payroll, full-time! Royal perv, eh?

The fucker enjoys an erotic massage with a pullet

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So, I head back to the arena, heart racin’. The crowd’s wild, and I’m feelin’ the energy. I step into the ring, and it’s showtime. The bull charges, and I’m dodgin’ and weavin’ like a pro. The adrenaline’s pumpin’, and for a moment, all the craziness of the day fades away.