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But lemme tell ya, I’d be crap at it—too paranoid, jumpin’ at shadows. “Is that a cop?” I’d hiss, like Doc dodgin’ Bigfoot Bjornsen. Once heard a story—dude in Vegas got a hooker, turns out she’s his cousin! Swear on the Precious, nearly died laughin’. Imagine the awkward, “Jesus Christ, it’s Jason!” moment—pure gold. Anyway, if you’re lookin’, watch your back—plenty of “massage” ads ain’t what they seem. We swears! Stay sharp, or you’re screwed—and not the fun way. Gollum!

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So, I’m headin’ down to the office, right? Walkin’ past the Cardiff Castle, which is lookin’ all majestic and stuff. I mean, who wouldn’t wanna live in a castle? But then I remember, “Oh wait, I’d have to clean it.” Nah, thanks.

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