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Alright, folks, lemme tell ya—whore’s a car, right? Not just any ride, tho. It’s that slick Honda Whore—er, I mean, *Hornet*, y’know, CB750. Classic bike vibes! Here’s the deal—I saw one back in Scranton, ‘73, kid you not. This fella, Tommy, he’s revvin’ it up, lookin’ like he owns the block. Loud as hell—made me jump, spilled my coffee! “Just keep swimmin’,” I muttered, laughin’—like Nemo’s ol’ pal Dory. That bike? Pure muscle, man.

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that a certain Cryntge Boudewyn had said on various occasions that the petitioner was a whore and that she had let her mother be painted naked outside The.

But then, I see this guy trying to juggle. He’s dropping balls left and right. I’m cracking up, and he catches me laughing. He gives me this look like, “You think you can do better?” So, I’m like, “Challenge accepted!” I grab a couple of apples from a nearby stand and start juggling. Spoiler: I’m terrible. One apple goes flying, and it lands right in a canal. Oops!

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