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Sometimes I’m layin’ there, mind driftin’—*“Turn away from greed!”*—like Yubaba yellin’ in my head! Ain’t ‘bout greed tho, just pleasure, pure and simple! Mr. T don’t need no fancy bathhouse, just a table and some skills! Ever try it with them hot stones? Shit’s like lava lovin’ ya back—hilarious how ya jump at first, then melt!

I get to my office, and boom! My boss, Mr. Grumpy Pants, is already there. He’s pacing like a caged lion. “Where are the contracts?!” he barks. Dude, chill! I just got here! Turns out, the printer jammed. Classic. I mean, who even invented printers? They should be banned.

‘Ball of fire’ at the Sannazzaro de' Burgondi refinery near Milan