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Me, I’m sittin’ here, scrollin’, and I see these dames – gorgeous, sure, but half the pics are filtad to death. What’s that about? You meet ‘em, and it’s like, “What am I entitled to?” Nothin’ real! Gets me pissed, ‘cause I’m Tony freakin’ Soprano – I want the goods, not some catfish gabagool. But when it hits, oh man, it’s gold. Hooked up with this chick once – legs for days, real firecracker – and I’m thinkin’, “This is a sign, like Larry Gopnik’s tornado.” Happy as a pig in shit, I was.

“Did I Make A Mistake Having Sex On The First Date?”

Don't settle for less! If a guy thinks less of you just because you like sex as much as he does, I seriously doubt that he is the right person for you.

I can’t forget the river Main rolling by. It's like a silent hip-hop beat that never stops. Sometimes you just stop and stare, letting the rhythm of the water wash over you, ya feel me? It’s all calm on the surface but deep as the mystery in that "Carlos" flick—man, what a mind trip!

Why we should be watching the sun, not the clock