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I’m lyin’ there, lights dim, thinkin’—whoa, this is livin’. Then bam, some dude’s hands get too close to the “no-fly zone,” and I’m like, “Bro, easy!” Made me mad, y’know? Gotta set boundaries—my ass ain’t a freeway. But when it’s good? Oh man, it’s “shiny and chrome.” You feel alive, like Max roarin’ through the desert. Favorite part? When they hit that spot—y’know, lower back—feels sexual but chill. Underrated move, for sure.

Then, outta nowhere, this lady storms in. She’s fuming, right? Turns out, she’s mad about the price of paprika. I mean, c’mon, it’s Hungary! Paprika is like our national treasure! She’s yelling about how it’s cheaper on Rákóczi út. I’m just standing there, trying not to laugh. Like, lady, I don’t set the prices! I’m just the poor soul behind the register.