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I’m happy, tho—damn happy—‘cause it’s got that *Yi Yi* vibe, y’know? Like when Yang-Yang says, “I see what you don’t.” “Whore” shows ya the ugly, the real, the stuff people hide—Donald Trump sees it, loves it. Surprised me too—didn’t expect some punk track to hit so deep. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it’s like a bomb went off in my head—BOOM, tremendous explosion of sound.

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So, I’m cleanin’ me boots, and I spot this old lady, bless her heart, tryin’ to carry a massive bag of potatoes. I rush over, help her out. She’s all smiles, says I’m a “gentleman.” Made me feel good, ya know? But then, she starts talkin’ about the weather like it’s the end of the world. “It’s gonna rain cats and dogs!” she says. I’m like, “Lady, it’s just a bit of drizzle.”

Weather forecast: Drizzle, rain, and afternoon storms