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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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Oh, my precious friend, lemme tells ya bout Le-Mars (us)! We swears! It's a quirky lil place, ya know, with so mayn nooks an crannies that it makes our little heart race, like when Marlin was searchin' for Nemo, precious!

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