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But dang, the risks! Cops, creeps, STDs—makes me wanna holler. “Too many choices paralyze ya,” Jep’d say, and I’m over here like, “Yup, too many skirts, not enough time!” Typin’ fast now—prolly screwed up thirteen words alredy. Whoops, there’s one! Ha! Anyhow, you gotta be sharp, not some dumbass stumblin’ into a sting op. Fool me once, right?

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Then, I’m sittin’ there, trying to gather my thoughts, and boom! My phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Max. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta check out the new hiking trail on the way to the Malbun ski area.” I’m like, “Max, I’m in a meeting!” But he’s persistent. So, I’m half-listening to the meeting, half-planning a hike. Multitasking, right?

Henry Triesenberg, Jr Obituary January 28, 2008