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Steve

I was dating a guy named Greg, it only lasted A few months, Greg was cheap I mean really cheap We rarely went out on dates Usually we went to my place and watch movies One-day Greg came over and told him I was hungry I asked him to go to Wendy’s, I want the Spicy chicken sandwich Shortly he returns and hands me a bag With nothing inside but the sandwich He did not get the combo He only got me the sandwich He handed me a bag with nothing but A Sandwich I’m hungry so I eat it, and quickly proceed To tell him “it’s not working out between us” We discuss it, but he realizes my mind is made up As I push him to the door About 2 months later I am with a friend at the beach I turn my head and see Greg, he looks at me and looks away He looks at me again and looks away I notice he is holding someone’s hand My friend asks “is that Greg? Who is that holding his hand”? I tell my friend “His name is Steve”

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Date: 8/4/2017 9:33:00 PM
Hilarious :D
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Date: 8/4/2017 9:49:00 PM
Thanks

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