If a reason ever existed to hold serious company with a migraine it's from reading this headline.
Just email. I'll gladly share my medication. He writes,
"All these heads and games what a waist."
Remind me never to play OPERATION with this guy. CLUE maybe. I can see it now. "Oh, I've got it! It was Colonel Mustard in the Pancreas with Miss Scarlett."
"No, dear. But you could use a lobotomy in the Library. Let me see what I can do."
And he hasn't even seen my waist!
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I wonder if these very obviously eligible bachelors get responses to these ads.
Maybe he's dyslexic and meant to write... "all these heads and waists... what a game!" Either way, best to avoid a guy with multiple heads.
good ones!
at least he hasn't seen your waste!
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