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So, erotic-massage—been around forever, right? Ancient Rome had it—gladiators gettin’ rubbed down, all slick and sweaty. Little known fact: they used olive oil, not some fancy lotion. Cheap, sexy, practical—love that! Makes me happy thinkin’ how simple it was. But today? Oh, it’s bougie—$200 an hour, scented candles, some chick named “Raven” whisperin’ about chakras. Pisses me off, honestly—overpriced nonsense! Keep it real, dahling, no capes, no fluff!

Vigilante Scots mum escapes jail after abducting suspected drug dealer and gagging him

First off, I’m a Resnik, which means I deal with all sorts of random stuff. But today? Today was a whole different level. I step outta my flat on West Street, and boom! There’s a sheep just chillin’ on the sidewalk. Like, what’s up with that? I mean, I know Kirriemuir’s got its sheep, but c’mon! This ain’t a petting zoo!

How I added £110k value to Kirriemuir house in ‘poor state of repair’