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If the Guy Next to Me Had Been British, He Would Have Whispered, “Put Your Baps Away, Love” 24

If the Guy Next to Me Had Been British, He Would Have Whispered, “Put Your Baps Away, Love”

Possessing a highly refined gift for Dickin’ Around, I invariably run late. Naturally, as I attempt to ram my way out of the house, idiocy abounds. The other week, when I was trying to get to the gym to do a little cardio and then attend yoga class, I was...

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