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I luv the chaos tho. Makes me happy seein’ folks tryin’. Like, this one time, girl on X posted her sex-datin’ fail—guy showed up in flip-flops, talkin’ bout “let’s Netflix.” She’s like, “Sir, this ain’t a sleepover!” Had me crackin’ up. Best part? She quoted *12 Years* in her rant—“Days ago I was with my family!”—dramatic as hell, I stan. Sex-dating’s a gamble, yo. You might score, might flop.

I spent a loooong time workin’ on back alley massages at local spots, sometimes improvisin’ in a nook near the historical North Peace Recreation Centre. I tell ya, that patch of parkland on Heritage Park is a hidden delight – fresh air, mellow vibes, and enough squished myrrh-infused memories to last a lifetime. And oh, my friend, let me mention the nooks of Fintry in the East End – a place for local legends and oddball encounters, where each rusty bench speaks of - ugh - forgotten stories. Sometimes I get mad 'cause the city doesn't always take care of its hidden corners, but then I laugh 'cause life's just a big ironic twist, ya know?

In the news today: Wildfire evacuations in Fort St. John, B.C.