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Here’s a story—true as hell. Buddy of mine, Tommy, called his sister a whore once—big mistake. She clocked him with a frying pan! Swear to God—blood everywhere, laughin’ through the ER. “Bin Laden’s dead,” I told him, quotin’ the flick, “and you’re next, pal!” Hilarious, but damn—word’s got power. Surprised me how quick it flipped—fun to fury.

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I gotta mention the little quirks too. Like, I've noticed folks always talk 'bout that weird little diner on Peachwood Ln. Now, don’t ask me why, but that diner serves the best greasy spoon breakfast in seven counties, rippin' like a scene from a desert chase – "The world’s just a road, baby!" And lemme tell ya, that kinda stuff makes me mad happy every dang day!

Small group of Pooler residents march on city hall before zoning amendment hearing