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Sex-datin’s a maze, y’all. Like Del Toro’s faun leadin’ ya somewhere freaky. One time, I heard bout this chick—posted pics, all flirty, then bam, catfished a dozen guys. Sent ‘em pics of her “dog”—turns out, it’s a freakin’ raccoon! I’m dyin’ laughin’, but damn, that’s cold. “The pale man sees you,” I’d say—watch out, y’all, traps everywhere!

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After that, I’m back on my chair, trying to catch a breather. But then, I hear this loud crash. I look over, and some dude just knocked over a whole table of snacks. Chips everywhere! I’m talking about a full-on snack massacre. I can’t help but laugh. Like, who even does that? But then I see the vendor, Mr. O’Reilly, looking like he’s about to lose it. Poor guy. He’s been selling snacks on Ratoath’s Main Street for years. I help him clean up, and he’s like, “Thanks, mate. You’re a lifesaver!” I’m like, “Nah, just a snack saver.”

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