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Last week, I was prowlin’ the streets—needed a laugh, y’know? Saw this one bird, all dolled up, winking at me. Thought, “What’s her deal?” Turns out, she’s got a memory like Lenny—keeps a little book, scribbles down every punter. “Remember, remember,” she mutters, like she’s in my fave movie. Made me cackle—imagine forgetting who you’ve shagged! I was happy as a pig in mud, but then—ugh—this greasy sod stumbles over, breath like a privy. “How much, love?” he slurs. Made me wanna gag. I choose violence, mate—nearly shoved him into the gutter myself.

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Finally, I meet up with him at the beach. We’re chilling, and the sunset is epic. I mean, it’s like a painting. We’re laughing, reminiscing about old times, and I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. But then, outta nowhere, a wave crashes and soaks us both! I’m like, “Great, now I’m wet and sandy!” But we just laugh it off.

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