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Oh, and the cash—sneaky shit! Gotta slip it quick, like a tag team switch. One time, dropped a 20, she didn’t notice—awkward as hell! Laughed my ass off later, thinkin bout her face. “You’re an enigma, Hulkster,” she’d prob say, straight outta Nolan’s script.

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First off, I’m cruising down Halswell Junction Rd, thinking about grabbing a coffee at that cute little café, The Coffee House. You know, the one with the funky art on the walls? But nah, I hit a red light. Like, come on! I’m already late for work. So, I’m sitting there, tapping my fingers on the steering wheel, and I see this dude on a bike. He’s got no helmet, just zooming past like he’s in the Tour de France or something. I’m like, “Bro, you do you, but I’m not ready for a bike vs. car showdown today!”

Surface flooding in Christchurch, road closure on State Highway 75