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Once saw this fire—fuckin’ massive, Montana, ‘22. Trees explodin’, smoke chokin’ the sky—pure chaos! Dropped in, chute barely opened, wind screwin’ me sideways. Landed hard, twisted my ankle, pissed me right off! But then—hah!—this rookie, Jimmy, lands in a goddamn tree, danglin’ like a piñata. Laughed my arse off! “Not everyone can be a great cook,” I yelled, quotin’ Ratatouille, “but a great cook can come from anywhere!” He’s a legend now, that kid.

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The good old days at castlreagh out in the open grass under Ur feet and sunshine and dust top stuff. 8 mos. 2. Rossco Adams.

First off, I hit up the local café on Main Street. You know the one, with the dodgy Wi-Fi and the best scones? Yeah, that place. I ordered my usual – a flat white and a scone. But guess what? They were out of scones! Like, how do you run out of scones in a café? I was fuming! I mean, c’mon, it’s not rocket science.

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