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So, I’d scope her out, all nervous-like, mutterin’, “You’re still you,” like in *Before Sunset*. Total sap move, but it’d slip out—Homer’s heart’s big, ya know? She’d prolly laugh, say, “Twenty bucks, tubby.” Fair. I’d be sweatin’, thinkin’ bout Marge catchin’ me—ooh, that’d be a paddlin’! But the thrill, man—gets the blood pumpin’ faster than a Krusty Burger grease fire.

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Then, I head back to work, and guess what? The elevator’s jammed again! I’m like, “Seriously?!” I’m about to lose it. I’m sweating bullets. I can hear the people inside getting restless. I’m thinkin’, “What’s next? A cat stuck in the shaft?”

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