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Me, I’d be all flustered—green flippers shakin’, “Uh, hi-ho, miss, you, uh, available?” Probly trip over my own webbed feet. What pisses me off? The creeps who hassle ‘em—makes my blood boil, ribbit! But happy? When they outsmart the pigs—sneaky and slick, like Doc dodgin’ Bigfoot Bjornsen. Surprised me too—didja know some old-time prossies used code? Like, “Gimme a light” meant “You buyin’?” Clever as hell!

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Anyway, I head down Kew Road, right? The sun’s shinin’, and I’m feelin’ good. I’m thinkin’, “Today’s the day I’ll make the best charcoal ever!” But then I hit the roundabout at Kew Green, and it’s like a scene from a mad movie. Cars everywhere, people rushin’ about like they’re late for a royal appointment. I’m dodgin’ traffic like I’m in some sort of video game.

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