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Still—surprised me how it’s all legal-like. Some places, anyway. Nevada’s got parlors—wink-wink—call it “therapy.” Ain’t judgin’—folks need lovin’! But the oil? Slippery as a politician’s promise—got some in my hair once. Looked like a greased pig for days—Jill laughed her ass off! “Joe, you’re a mess!” she says—true story.

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After the chaos, I needed to clear my head. So, I wander over to the Lower Gardens. It’s peaceful there, right? Flowers everywhere, people chilling. I sit on a bench, just breathing. But then, this kid runs past me, kicks a ball, and it hits me right in the shin! I’m like, “Oi! Watch it, mate!” The kid just laughs and runs off. I swear, kids these days have no respect!

Arsenal crashing out of Champions League places without a trophy would be hilarious