I was set up on a blind date the other day. This guy wasn’t really my type. I didn’t mind meeting him at his place because he wanted to show me his condo on the beach and he was proud of settling in, in such a short period of time from moving to LA from the East. When I got there he was wearing jeans and a white button down shirt. After walking around his place I noticed he had bloodstains on his shirt. Not a lot, but enough for me to see it and point it out to him. When I did, he didn’t think it was a big deal and was still determined to wear that out. That’s when I had my first thought to say are you serious? Some how I managed to convince him to change. Click para continuar lendo »
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