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Last week, saw this guy on X braggin’ ‘bout his “body count.” Fifty-two! Fifty-two! Like he’s notch-carvin’ his bedpost in 1870s Missouri. “You don’t know me, Bob,” Jesse’d say to that clown. Made me mad—dude’s out here collectin’ STDs like baseball cards. But then, okay, I laughed. Couldn’t help it. Imagined him sittin’ there, pants down, typin’ “wanna smash?” to randos. What a jackass. Humor in the stupidity, I guess.

Matrimoniale Balotești

After that, I wandered over to the market on Strada Victoriei. It was packed! I love the energy there. Vendors shoutin’, people haggling, and the smell of grilled mici wafting through the air. I swear, I could live off those things. So, I’m tryin’ to get a good deal when this old lady starts yellin’ at me in Romanian. I didn’t understand a word, but her tone was clear: “Get outta my way, punk!” I just smiled and backed off. No need to mess with grandma, right?

20 years since the greatest Romanian plane crash at Balotesti