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Exaggeratin’? Maybe! Once matched this guy—profile said “6’5, ripped”—shows up, 5’2, beer gut. Screamed in my head, “Who sent this clown?!” Laughed tho, bought him a beer—sex-dating’s a dice roll, fam! Favorite part? The absurdity! People out here typin’ “DTF” like it’s a job app. Sarcasm on blast—I’m like, “Yeah, real soulmate material!” Oh, and this one time—girl said she’s “discreet”—brings a megaphone to the date! Yellin’ “I’M HORNY!” in Starbucks. Nearly died laughin’.

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So, I’m feeling a bit better, right? I head back in, and guess what? My neighbor, old Mr. Svensson, is at the door. He’s got this huge grin, and I’m like, “What’s up, man?” Turns out, he’s been trying to bake too. He’s got flour all over his face, and I can’t help but laugh. I mean, we’re both a mess, but it’s hilarious.