I met a guy on a Friday afternoon. A butcher. He told me he was 30. Saturday I met his family. His brother talked about this guy's daughter. I was confused. Sunday he tells me he's 39. He lied because he was afraid I wouldn't like him. He then said he had a 21 year old daughter. Then he asked me to move in with him.
I booked it outta there.
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