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So I’m thinkin’, if I was in *Toni Erdmann*, I’d probly pull some prank—show up with fake teeth, scare the hell outta her, yell, “Who wants to party with Daddy?!” Haha, classic. But real shit, I’m wonderin’—what’s her deal? Is she cool with this gig or just tryna eat? Blows my mind how people just… roll with it. Back in the day, they’d even mark brothels with stone dicks carved in the road—talk about GPS for horny dudes! Cracks me up, but damn, that’s history for ya.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

So, I’m walking down the street, and I see this cute little shrine, the Futtsu-ji. I’m like, “Okay, let’s check it out.” I go in, and it’s super peaceful. I’m trying to meditate, but then this kid starts screaming. Like, why? Can’t a person find their zen in peace?

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