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So, picture this – dim lights, oily hands, total hush. I tried it once, swear! This chick, she’s rubbin’ my back, and I’m like, “Oh, Marge, relax!” But then – bam – she hits this spot, and I’m meltin’. Little known fact: ancient Greeks did this! Yeah, called it “anatripsis” – fancy, huh? Made me happy as a clam, I tell ya! But pricey – ugh, ticked me off! Fifty bucks for an hour? Hmm… Homer’d say, “D’oh, that’s donut money!”

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Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Lars. He’s at the beach, sending me pics of him chilling with a beer. I’m like, “Lars, you’re killing me!” But then I remember, it’s Stavern. The beach is just a stone’s throw away. I could be there, soaking up the sun instead of dealing with Mr. Yelling.

Ex-S.A. Slayer bass player Donnie Van Stavern still rocking at 62