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Dunno if I’d try it—Marge’d kill me! “Homer, you idiot!” she’d scream. But, man, the idea’s temptin’—like a forbidden Krusty Burger. Little secret: some parlors hide it behind “therapeutic” signs—sneaky, huh? Makes me smirk—humans are wild! Anyway, pal, what’s your take? Ever slipped into one? Tell me, or I’ll eat my hat! D’oh!

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So, I roll into work at this fancy building on Storgatan, right? The sun’s shinin’, birds are chirpin’, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Boy, was I wrong. First off, I get this lady in a rush. She’s all decked out in her business suit, heels clickin’ like she’s in a race. She hops in, and I’m like, “Where to?” She’s like, “Top floor, NOW!” I hit the button, and boom, we’re off. But then, the elevator stops. Just stops! I’m like, “Great, just great.”

Ayaka o bina pina ea sechaba moketeng oa ho bula 2025 Kansai Expo motseng oa habo oa Osaka. "Ka sehopotso sa bo20 sa ho qala ha ka haufinyane, e bile motsotso o tebileng ka pelong ea ka, o ileng oa etsa hore ke hlahlobe bocha moelelo oa ho bina."