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Then, outta nowhere, this guy shouts, “Hey, what about the chips?” I’m like, “Chips? We’re here for burgers, mate!” But then I realize, he’s right. I totally forgot to mention the chips! So, I start raving about them, and the crowd goes wild. It’s like I’m some sort of burger prophet or something.

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