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So, me and my buddy Cooter, we’re jawin’ ‘bout it. I says, “Man, it’s like a damn art!” Hands slidin’, oil everywhere, tension meltin’—hoo boy, I’m sweatin’ thinkin’ ‘bout it! Git-R-Done! Ever tried it? Makes ya feel like a king—or a damn fool if it goes wrong! One time, this gal I knew, she got a “pro” massage—dude slipped, elbowed her rib! She was madder’n a wet hen, hollerin’, “That ain’t sexy!” I laughed ‘til I cried, y’all!

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We start chatting, and he’s telling me about his day. Turns out, he got stuck behind a tractor on the way. A bloody tractor! We both laugh, and I’m thinking, “Only in Bradford, mate.”

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