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I had a dance with MC Hammer on Sunday. He came first to my yak and checked me out, then went out and found my mac, which he chased back right under my ass before picking it up. Big reel buzz, I was grabbing for dikes to cut him off but he bit through the leader right above the hook and saved me the trouble.
I suspect they have learned to follow yaks. So now we have dogs and hammers collecting tolls from us like two rival cartels running the same plaza.
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