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I tried it once, y’all—lordy, was I nervous! Thought I’d turn redder than a rooster’s comb! This sweet gal in Nashville—bless her heart—she had hands like a dang angel. Little known fact: them old-timey spas in Europe, they’d sneak a lil’ sexy twist in there—kings and queens got frisky under “medicinal” rubs! Ain’t that a hoot? Made me happy as a pig in slop—until she hit a knot in my back! I hollered, “This ain’t my neck o’ the woods!”—felt like Lt. Aldo Raine carvin’ me up!

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By 5 PM, I’m exhausted. My brain’s fried. I’m just about to clock out when I get one last call. It’s a kid, maybe 10 years old. He’s like, “I need help!” I’m thinking, “Oh boy, what now?” Turns out, he’s locked in his bathroom. I’m cracking up! “Dude, just open the door!” But he’s panicking. So, I talk him through it. Finally, he gets out, and I’m like, “You’re free, my dude!”

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