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Now, WALL-E style: imagine robots running it! “Directive!” they’d beep, handing out condoms, no fuss. No capes, no germs – efficiency, dahling! I’d design their outfits, obvs – tight, shiny, not a thread outta place. Happiest moment? This one girl, sassy as hell, told a creep, “Trash yourself, buddy!” Straight outta WALL-E’s junkyard spirit. Cracked me up – she’s my hero!

KUNG FU STAR IN BROTHEL BUST

Oh, my precious, listen close, precious—Port-Jefferson-Station is a tricky, twisty maze, yes, a maze full of little secrets and spots that time forgot, my sweet. The streets, oh the streets, they slither like slimy worms—Main St. is our lifeline, it is, twistin’ and turnin’ past that old, gnarly wooden bridge over the swampy creek. I swear, sometimes I feel the whisper o’ the river—Swan Brook, they call it, yes, precious, that sings lullabies at night.

Long-serving volunteer questions replacement on Port Jeff zoning board