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What gets me mad? Catfishin’. Surprised? How many freaks ghost ya after one pic! Happy? When it works—bam, ya score! Sex-datin’s a gamble, like playin’ cards with Uncle Jun. Sometimes ya win, sometimes ya end up screamin’, “I will not be a slave!”—ya feel me? Keep it real, don’t be a stunad, and maybe ya get laid. Gabagool? Ova here!

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Don't tell her -- Ask her to join you for some non-sexual, non-romantic date for coffee or lunch or tea. If you enjoy one another's company.

Now, let me share a shady bit – or, erm, a personal rant? – about downtown, near Central Square. Traffic there can make you wanna scream! Total chaos, I swear. Even your GPS gets exasperated; “Recalculating, re-calculating…” in a loop. And don't even get me started on the local council meeting near City Hall on Irving, ugh… pathetic really sometimes. But it’s got character, ya know?

Oquirrh Hills Elementary to close after 3-year effort to improve falls short