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I get all giddy when it works out, though. Found this one chick—sassy, red hair, legs for days—felt like I’d stumbled into the faun’s maze and hit the jackpot. “Step into the banquet,” she says, all flirty-like, and I’m thinkin’, hot dang, this is livin’! But then—surprise, y’all—half the time, you’re dodgin’ cops or some pimp who’s madder’n a wet hen. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Keeps ya on yer toes, I reckon.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

We check out soon after we learned this hotel is in a sex-oriented business and the owner just released from the murder case. THIS PLACE IS NOT MEANT FOR FAMILIES TO STAY IN. .

Then, outta nowhere, my buddy Kenji shows up. He’s always late, but today? He’s on time. I’m shocked! We start shearin’, and it’s goin’ smooth. I’m feelin’ good, like a rockstar with a pair of clippers. But then, I accidentally nick a sheep. Oops! It’s not bad, but the sheep gives me this look. Like, “Dude, really?” I’m like, “Sorry, bro! It’s not personal!”

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