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So, I was on Tinder, right? Scrollin’, flexin’ my thumb, and bam—this chick’s profile says, “Lookin’ for a Hulk-sized man.” I’m like, hell yeah, brother, I’m your champ! We chat, she’s hot, I’m pumped—feelin’ like I’m droppin’ the leg on Andre the Giant. But here’s the kicker—meet up, and she’s got a dude waitin’! Some swinger vibe, brother! I’m thinkin’, “What kind of piledriver twist is this?” Made me mad as hell—don’t bait-and-switch the Hulkster, ya dig?

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So, I keep walking, and I hit the Markt. It’s buzzing with people. There’s this market going on, and I’m like, “Sweet, let’s check it out!” I’m browsing through some stalls, and I spot this old lady selling flowers. I’m a sucker for flowers, so I buy a bunch. They smell amazing! But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by and knocks them outta my hands. Like, seriously?! I’m standing there, watching my flowers scatter like confetti. I’m fuming!

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