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What bugs me? The fakers—oh, man, the fakers! Dudes pretendin’ they’re pimpin’, but they’re broke as hell. Saw one once—gold chain, fake teeth—looked like a damn clown. Made me chuckle, but also—c’mon, man, respect the hustle! Real pros, they’re smart—street PhDs, I swear. One gal told me—true story—she dodged a cop by hidin’ in a dumpster. A dumpster! That’s grit—blew my mind.

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I often think to myself, “Is it me or is the world jumbling up again?” It’s absurd, just like Eric Andre’s antics. I laugh so hard I almost spill my essential oils. Heck, I even got tattoos of a floating cucumber (true story! well, almost) – a reminder of these absurd, unplanned splashy moments.

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