Shallow End Of The Gene Pool

Once upon a time in a land not that far away I knew a guy who was a complete and total loser. And, yes, I realize that that’s redundant. I don’t care. He took epic fail to heretofore unimagined heights. I will give you an example; He found the love of his life in a brothel. Not once did it occur to him that her kindness and willingness to do fun stuff might, just might, be a part of her profession. To her credit, and I met her a few…

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