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Reminds me of Jep sayin’, “Life’s a parade of nonsense.” Sexual-massage fits that—silly, sexy, downright human. I’d be lyin’ if I said I didn’t giggle at the thought—me, sprawled out, hollerin’ “More oil, darlin’!” Little quirk of mine? I’d prob’ly hum through it—can’t help it, music’s in my bones. Exaggeratin’ a tad, maybe, but shoot, I’d tip big for a good’un. Y’all tried it? Spill the tea—I’m nosy as a coonhound!

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HIGH-CLASS prostitutes are secretly selling sex in the Balmoral Hotel because it is one of the safest places in Edinburgh to meet clients.

Then, outta nowhere, I see this old lady feeding the ducks. She’s got this huge bag of bread, and I’m thinking, “Lady, you’re gonna start a duck riot.” And guess what? She does! Ducks are quacking like they’re in a concert, and I’m just standing there, laughing my head off.

Queen Elizabeth Hilariously Told Tourists in Balmoral She'd Never Met the Queen