Hear that? I’m not a Croc wearing angry old stubfart! I’m a prize!!! Up your ass Cederq! HAR HAR HAR!!!
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As anyone who’s seen (or smelled) me can attest… I am no prize. And yet, here I am, happily married while men far better than me struggle with insane harpies and harridans. I am still amazed at how that turned out.
But then again we can’t seem to agree these days on what constitutes a prize.
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