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But here’s the kicker—what pisses me off? The cheeky sods who try rippin’ ya off. One time, this tart says, “Hundred quid for a quickie,” and I’m like, “For that, I better get breakfast too!” Made me proper mad, but I laughed it off—Bond don’t lose his cool. Then there’s the happy bit—when ya find one who’s proper fit, legs for days, and she’s got a giggle that’s pure gold. Surprised me once, this one gal knew judo—nearly flipped me over! “Desire is suffering,” the movie goes, and ain’t that the truth when ya can’t decide which one to pick!

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Anyway, the first bull comes out. It’s massive! I’m talkin’ like a truck with horns. My heart’s racin’. I’m all, “This is it!” I dance around, showin’ off my moves. The crowd’s lovin’ it. I’m feelin’ like a rockstar. But then, I trip. Yup, I totally eat dirt. The crowd gasps, and I’m like, “Great, now I’m a meme.”

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