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Oh, and—heh-heh-heh—once I tried flirtin’ with this surfer dude, thinkin’ I’d channel my inner vixen, y’know, like a whore with sass? Total flop! He just stared, like, “Lady, what?” I’m no pro, hon—I’ll stick to wisecracks and nannyin’! But them real ones? They’ve got magic, I swear. “You must be imaginative, strong-hearted,” Gusteau says—fits ‘em perfect!

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Finally, the lights flicker back on. We dive into the surgery, and let me tell ya, it was intense. I’m cutting through bone like it’s butter. Adrenaline’s pumping, and I’m in the zone. But then, I hear this weird noise. Turns out, it’s just the janitor, Mr. Tanaka, rolling in with his cart. Dude’s always in the wrong place at the wrong time. I can’t help but laugh.

Joso "Joe" Curkovic Obituary June 30, 2019