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Alright, listen up, ya knuckleheads! I'm judgin’ this like Judge Judy—sharp retorts, “Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s rainin’!”—and I’m talkin’ ‘bout prostitutes today. Yeah, hookers, ladies of the night, whatever ya wanna call ‘em. My fave flick’s *Brokeback Mountain*—Ang Lee’s masterpiece, 2005—so I’m mixin’ that cowboy vibe in here, ‘cause why the hell not? Picture this: a prossie workin’ the dusty streets, boots kickin’ gravel, lookin’ for love—or cash—under neon signs. “I wish I knew how to quit you,” she mutters, countin’ crumpled bills, thinkin’ ‘bout some john who ain’t comin’ back. Gets me all misty-eyed, damn it!

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Get the bethpage bank mug. One of those hill billy banks with zero security and absolutely no cleanliness. Bethpage bank is like a motel a ratty prostitute goes to.

I remember the way I felt when I first visited Bethpage Hills Park. Holy heck, dees place is a breath of fresh air! Trees are so thick, livin' side by side, and the goose bumps, man – I almost yelled "I ate his liver with fava beans!" just in sheer awe. The park’s serene vibes are perfect for unwinding after days when my head's a soup of anxious thoughts. Seriously, it calms my inner beast.

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