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Last week, saw this guy on X braggin’ ‘bout his “body count.” Fifty-two! Fifty-two! Like he’s notch-carvin’ his bedpost in 1870s Missouri. “You don’t know me, Bob,” Jesse’d say to that clown. Made me mad—dude’s out here collectin’ STDs like baseball cards. But then, okay, I laughed. Couldn’t help it. Imagined him sittin’ there, pants down, typin’ “wanna smash?” to randos. What a jackass. Humor in the stupidity, I guess.

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Then, outta nowhere, I get a call. Some guy’s gone and locked himself in his flat on Morden Hall Road. Classic! I rush over, thinking it’s gonna be a simple unlock job. But nah, this guy’s in a full-on panic. He’s convinced there’s a ghost in there. I’m like, “Mate, it’s just your cat!” But he’s not having it. So, I’m stuck there, trying to calm him down while his cat’s just chilling, looking at me like I’m the crazy one.

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