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Here’s a lil’ story—true as my big hair! Friend of mine, ol’ Bobby Joe, went lookin’ for a lady friend in Memphis once. Swore he’d keep it hush-hush, but next mornin’, half the town knew! Word travels faster’n a jackrabbit on a date ‘round here. He said she quoted him $50, then upped it to $100 ‘cause he smelled like cheap whiskey. I hollered, “Boy, you got played worse’n a fiddle at a barn dance!” Reminds me of Monty’s line: “This life came so close to never happenin’.” Bobby Joe’s wallet sure felt that!

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Anyway, I grab my drink and head to work. I’m a financial analyst, so you know, numbers, spreadsheets, all that jazz. But today? Today was a rollercoaster. I get to the office on Heggedal, and my boss is already in a mood. He’s pacing like a caged lion. Turns out, our biggest client just pulled out. Like, what the actual heck? I’m sitting there, trying to keep my cool, but inside I’m screaming.

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