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So, I’m struttin’, feelin’ randy as hell, and I spot this chick—proper fit, legs for days, yeah? She’s givin’ me the eye, like, “How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!”—y’know, that poetic jazz from the film. I’m like, “Groovy, baby, let’s shag!” But—plot twist—she’s dodgy, man! Charges me double, says it’s “inflation, love.” Inflation my arse! Made me mad as a hatter—nearly lost my mojo there.

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Finally get there, and I’m ready to roll. But guess what? The client, old Mr. Jenkins, forgot to get the wood I needed. Classic Jenkins, right? I mean, come on, mate! How hard is it to remember a few planks? So, I’m standin’ there, fumin’. I could’ve been at the pub already, sippin’ a pint instead of waitin’ around.

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