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So, I’m thinkin’, up on them snowy peaks, wind howlin’, a sexual-massage’d be gold. Hands slidin’, warm oil, tension meltin’ – oof, my back’s jealous already. But here’s the kicker: some folks in Japan, way back, called it “nuru,” slippin’ ‘round with seaweed gel. Seaweed! Ain’t that a riot? Slimey, sexy, and slippery – bugs bunny approved, heh! Makes me happy, thinkin’ folks got creative. But then – ugh – some jerk on X posted it’s all sleazy. Sleazy? Made me mad, doc, steamin’ mad! It’s art, ya dope, not just naughty bits!

Pocono Television Network

My neighbourhood? Off Hillside Drive. It’s rough, real, and raw. Neighbors holler from porches, and every crack in the pavement seems to tell a story. A few times, I saw these kids darting ‘round West Park, laughin’ loud, totally not caring about the world, while I stood there, thinkin’, “Man, f*** it, let 'em be free.” Sometimes, I get nostalgic – memories, adrenaline, and that undeniable scent of Stroudsburg in cold mornings, slipping through alleyways (real weird vibes, like whispers from another realm).

Baseball concludes weekend conference series against East Stroudsburg