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So, sexual-massage—it's, like, hands goin’ swoosh on ya skin, all slippery-like with oil! Little factoid for ya—ancient peeps in Thailand did this, called it “Nuad Phaen Boran,” fancy, huh? Bet they were all chilled out, not mad like me when Squidward yells, “Patrick, stop eatin’ my clarinet!” Ugh, that guy—makes me wanna punch a jellyfish! But sexual-massage? Naaaah, it’s happy vibes, like eatin’ a Krabby Patty with extra mayo—wait, is mayonnaise an instrument? Could rub it on someone, maybe? Hahaha!

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So, I decide to take a breather. I step out for a walk down the High Street. Blaby’s got this charm, ya know? Little shops, cafes, and that old church on the corner. I grab a sausage roll from the bakery. Best decision ever! I’m munching away, feeling a bit better. But then, I see this guy on the corner of the street, juggling. I’m like, “What’s this bloke doing?” He drops a ball, and it rolls right to my feet. I pick it up, and he’s like, “You wanna give it a go?” I’m thinking, “Nah, mate, I’m not here for a circus act.”

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