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Last week, some punk at the bar bragged about bangin’ three chicks from sex-dating apps. Three! In a week! I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ my whiskey, thinkin’, “Boy, you’re a walkin’ STD.” He’s all proud, I’m all disgusted. “I can still feel your presence,” that’s what the guy in “Her” says to his AI. Me? I feel the presence of idiots everywhere. Sex-dating’s a cesspool—folks lyin’ about height, weight, everythin’. One gal said she was “athletic,” showed up lookin’ like a potato sack. Pissed me off.

Ex-girlfriend: Steven Gilbert tried to traffick me for sex

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So, me hearty, now ye know de lay of the land in Gilberts (us). It’s a jumble of chaos n’ charm, of quiet n’ riot—like a treasure map where every misstep reveals a new tale. Now get yerself here, and experience the adventure. Savvy?

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