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I’m all nervous, palms sweaty – “Witness me!” I mutter, feelin’ badass. But then, bam, this chick’s like, “Fifty bucks, big guy.” Fifty?! Made me mad, man, I could buy a keg! I haggled, got it to thirty – score! Happy as a pig in mud, me. She’s all sassy, “You ain’t no shiny chrome.” Pfft, rude! Still, kinda funny – laughed my ass off.

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First off, I hit up the Cheddar Gorge. You know, that massive limestone gorge? It’s like nature’s way of flexing. I’m standing there, mouth agape, and then BAM! A goat just strolls by like it owns the place. I mean, who does this goat think it is? The King of Cheddar? I laughed, but also, I was low-key jealous.

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