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About Gyor

Me? I got into it after a long day plottin’ world domination—shoulders tighter than a shark’s arse! Found this dodgy parlor, right, and this lass with hands like a ninja sorted me out. Made me happy as a pig in shite—tension gone, evil plans flowin’! But once, yeah, some prat used cold oil—furious, I was! Nearly zapped him with my laser, “You’re gonna need a bigger bomb!”—nah, just stormed out, pinky up, “One million dollars!”

And then, this old man comes in. He’s got this huge bag of bread, and he’s just staring at me. I’m like, “Sir, you good?” He just smiles and says, “Bread is life.” I mean, he’s not wrong! I chuckle, and it’s like a little moment of zen in the chaos.