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Hi-ho! Kermit the Frog here! So, sexual-massage, huh? Man, it’s wild! Gets ya all tingly, right? Like, who knew hands could do THAT? Watched “Inglourious Basterds” last night—again! Tarantino’s a genius, y’know? That scene where Aldo’s like, “We’re in the killin’ Nazi business!”—so badass! Anyway, sexual-massage—totally diff vibe. It’s chill, sloooow, sensual—like a swamp breeze. Ever tried it? Oof, lemme tell ya!

So, I’m walking down Abay Street, trying to shake off the wet sock vibes. I pass by that little café, you know, the one with the weird pastries? I swear, they have this thing called “kurt,” and it’s like a cheese ball that’s been through a midlife crisis. I had to try it. Spoiler: it was gross. But hey, I’m adventurous, right?