Mollie and I went on a DATE last night, a real date. It was a dismal failure. First, we went to a restaurant called Jorge's in a town center designed for douche bags; the 7-Eleven looked like it was from Robocop. We had to pay to park ourselves. A brand-new Lamborghini was being drooled over by a protective valet
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