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Little known fact, mang—back in the 90s, sex-dating was all phone lines. Horny bastards callin’ up, payin’ $2 a minute to hear some broad moan—wild, right? Now it’s free and faster, but still a damn mess. Surprised me how many weirdos out there—dude once asked me to rate his dick pic. I’m like, “Bro, I ain’t no art critic!” Reminds me of Eve in the movie, talkin’ bout “the fear of extinction”—sex-dating’s got its own extinction vibe, everyone chasin’ somethin’ that ain’t real.

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Then, things get wild. A storm rolls in outta nowhere. I’m talkin’ dark clouds, wind, the whole shebang. I’m yellin’ at people to get outta the water. “Yo! Get out! Now!” But some dude thinks he’s a hero, tryin’ to save his inflatable unicorn. I’m like, “Bro, it’s a unicorn! Let it go!” But he’s not listenin’. Finally, I have to jump in and drag him out. He’s soaked, and I’m like, “You’re lucky I’m a lifeguard, or I’d let you float away!”

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