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I Am Hal I Mean Dick

Hal is a catfisher. He has had lots of dates this month. He cannot believe how fast women are these days. They practically tear your pants off. He poses as Dick, a bachelor. Says he is an artist and a composer. Today’s lunch date is late. She shows up and he is startled. It is his wife. She had used a different photo. Said her name was Ivy. You are a Dick! She says to him. Let’s pretend we aren’t married he says. Best conversation they have had in three years. He hopes she will be fast like the others. She isn’t.

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Date: 10/24/2022 8:26:00 PM
Remember, Ivy: Never switch Dicks in the middle of a good screw. ~ Nixon's campaign slogan -- not! -- in 1972 election.
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Date: 10/23/2022 10:48:00 AM
Oh, I'm sure she wasn't, Caren. In fact, I'm thinking this might have been the last of civil conversation between them!
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