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But yo, some stuff pisses me off—like, people judgin’ whores? Hypocrites, man! Same dudes sneakin’ out at night, then preachin’ on Sunday. Makes my blood boil. Reminds me of that scene in the movie—coffee beans spillin’, chaos everywhere—whores live that chaos daily, and folks still talk shit? Ugh, drives me nuts. Dr. Evil don’t play that—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!”—I’d zap ‘em with my laser, ha!

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