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So, brothel, right—total madness! Picture this: a gaff where punters roll in, chuckin’ cash for a shag. It’s like headquarters for rumpy-pumpy, yeah? I reckon it’s a right laugh—blokes struttin’ in, all cocky, then leavin’ with a daft grin or a limp! “Bing Bong’s gone bye-bye” vibes, if you catch me drift—pure chaos in their heads, innit?

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Then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash. I look down, and some dude just knocked over a whole picnic table! Like, how do you even do that? He’s trying to pick it up, but it’s like watching a baby deer learn to walk. I’m dying laughing up in my tree.

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