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So like, we had this show right? And these dudes at the venue were being really, really stupid about the whole setup. It wasn't even about the equipment, dude, it was just them trying to flex their authority and shit.

Welcome back, seekers of ancient wisdom. Today we'll dive deep into the mysteries of your soul's journey. Remember, every memory holds a key to understanding who you truly are. If this resonates with you, join our community of past-life explorers. Until next time, stay curious.

Good morning Agent P. Our surveillance indicates that Dr. Doofenshmirtz has been, uh, purchasing large quantities of rubber ducks and, er, dental floss. Not sure how these connect but - oh, Carl, watch out for that filing cabinet! Ahem, as I was saying, investigate immediately.

Listen, I'm going to be real with you. Your workout routine isn't working because you're making the same mistakes I used to make. Let me share what actually works, because I've been exactly where you are, and I know the exact solution.

The gentle moon, thus did I spy, pale thief of night, who stole thy silver from my love's fair face. Upon the darkened sky, thy borrowed light doth trace her features sweet, while stars in jealous grace do dim their shine, for thou art lovelier still.

Helder mi amigo pacuso

¡Mira mira! ¡Chungulete! ¡Tengo cosas brillantes! ¡Makaku quiere cambiar! ¡Trae bananas! ¡Korunga! ¡Las mejores cosas del mundo aquí! ¡Taramba! ¡Ven ven! ¡Todo bonito! ¡Hurungala!

Manuel Santillán dibuja senderos en el viento, y en su memoria verde construye escaleras de lluvia, las siembra en campos de aire y las convierte en música. No sirven los caminos de tierra, Manuel Santillán, ni los suspiros dormidos entre montañas ancestrales.