We met on Parker St in Dearborn

Dearborn MI

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We met at the Little Library on Grindley when you were trying to dump your crappy outdated magazines like "Your Retirement 2002" and your yellowed Suzanne Somers "Thighmaster" instructions. I said "you make me sick" and you threw one of your cats at me. Please contact me through this e-mail beacuse I think I have fleas on my unit and I want you to help me get them out. Yes that's a metaphor for "I love you, let's consummate this right now before I get a day older". I'm dry as dust down there so bring some moisturized. Me: blue shirt, bad breath. You: crazy eyes, dress on backward. I fully expect this to be deleted because people on here are gassy losers who have nothing better to do than flag everything, with their sniffy little snotnoses up in the air. Seriously go f yourself.