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So, picture this: me, green lil’ me, cruisin’ some dusty road. “Where’s the body?”—nah, scratch that, “Where’s the gal?” I’d be all nervous, ribbitin’ to myself, “Kermit, don’t screw this up!” Prolly spot her leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’, lookin’ bored as heck. I’d roll up, all polite—Hi-ho, miss!—and she’d smirk, like, “What’s a frog want?” Ha! I’d die laughin’ inside.

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I love visiting Margate Park; it's a hidden gem, real talk. There’s this old oak by the playground where couples share whispers. I swear, that tree has absorbed more secrets than any confessional. Remember: "I drink your milkshake" – kinda like the tree absorbs our troubles. Ha, classic oil-driller wisdom in nature!

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