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Humor? Oh, motherfucker, imagine this: you’re lyin’ there, buck naked, and the masseuse whispers, “Relax, big guy.” I’m like, “Bitch, I’m Samuel L. Jackson, I don’t relax!” But then—fuck!—you do. It’s like your soul gets a hard-on. Sarcasm aside, it’s dope—beats a regular massage by a mile. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who gives a shit? Feels like you’re floatin’ in some Thai jungle, past lives fuckin’ with your head.

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So, I’m standing there, caffeine-deprived, and I see this dude trying to sell flowers. Like, bro, it’s not Valentine’s Day! But hey, he’s got a hustle, I respect that. I’m just about to walk away when this old lady comes up, all excited. She buys a whole bouquet! I’m like, “What’s the occasion?” She just shrugs and says, “Life, dear!” Classic Bezliudivka wisdom right there.

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