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Last week, this dude’s yammerin’ at my bar—met a chick online, thought he’s gettin’ laid. She shows up, brings her MOM. Her MOM! I laughed so hard I spilled whiskey. Poor bastard’s sittin’ there, red-faced, while I’m thinkin’, “Don’t pee on my leg, pal, you ain’t slick!” Sex-dating’s a gamble—sometimes ya win, mostly ya lose. Gets me mad, tho—why all the games? Just say ya wanna bang, quit the poetry!

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Then, I decided to hit up the market. Oh man, the Antonivka market is a whole vibe. Fresh veggies, fruits, and the smell of baked bread. I swear, I could live off that stuff. But then, I see this old lady trying to haggle over some tomatoes. Like, lady, they’re already cheap! But she’s relentless. I’m just standing there, watching this epic battle of wills.

Russian military steal boat to cross Dnipro River near destroyed Antonivka bridge