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Oh, I get tickled thinkin’ ‘bout it—some fellas so nervous they trip over their own boots tryin’ to ask! Me, I’d prob’ly giggle and say, “Honey, I’m flatter’n a pancake, but I ain’t fer sale!” Ha! But serious now, if yer lookin’, check them dark alleys, maybe near truck stops—heard tell of a gal in Memphis once, called herself “Queen Bee,” had a line of truckers waitin’. True story, swear on my rhinestone britches!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Oh, and get this – near the old Valley Stream Memorial Library on Park Ave, I meet the weirdest characters. I’ll be ticklin’ away on my massage table, and my mind drifts to moments in that Wes Anderson flick – “I can smell your despair.” I joke around like, “This is not a massage; it’s a freakin’ journey!” Haha, one million dollars!

Valley Stream U.S. Fish and Wildlife office on DOGE chopping block