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Sex-dating’s wild, mate—did ya know, back in the 90s, folks used newspapers for this? Called ‘em “personals,” ha! No swipey-swipe, just words, desperate-like. Me, I’d be rubbish at that—too twitchy, too hissy! Nowadays, it’s all apps, bzzzt, fast as Nemo dodgin’ sharks. “Mine? Mine?”—nah, not mine, they all sayin’ it, chattin’ up ten at once! Multitaskin’ devils, makes me laugh, yesss.

Meet For Sex in Melrose

Then, outta nowhere, the fire alarm goes off! I’m like, “What the actual heck?” Turns out, some numpty at the bakery down the street burnt their scones. I mean, who burns scones? So, we all pile out onto the street, and I’m standin’ there in my apron, lookin’ like a right muppet.

Two women found dead in Glasgow flat in suspected carbon monoxide poisoning incident