So I went on the date from hell last week. Why hell you ask? Did he commit some unspeakable act, take me to some God-forsaken place, or even, suggest I do something against my will?
No, it's worse than that - he called me babes all night. I hate being called babes. It's so unimaginative, not to mention pretencious, monosyllabic and boring.
I'm listening - anything else... No, didn't think so. I'll never settle for anyone who calls me babe.
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LOL! Funny x
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