Someone Peed in My Dating Pool
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Monday, May 9, 2011
Big Feet, Big...
It sure is nice to be dating someone whose socks I can distinguish from my own. Douche had tiny feet, and his tiny man-socks would always end up in my sock drawer. It was very frustrating.
Just sayin'.
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It sure is nice to be dating someone whose socks I can distinguish from my own. Douche had tiny feet, and his tiny man-socks would always end up in my sock drawer. It was very frustrating.
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