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Talking to Bobby G (Robert, Rob, Robbo, Bobert, Bobbo, Bobby, Bobby G., Gower, GowerPower oh and his real name Robert Richard Gower. Jesus you know a guy 9 years and bam he gets a whole string of names, you would think we were best friends or something) and it came up that I have excellent teeth but rather shitty gums (its true, I suffer from gingivitus) and he has terrible teeth and excellent gums (he had 6 cavities last check up alone) so he told me that we "should make babies and hope for the best" which ladies and gentlemen makes this the: lamest sexual proposition I have EVER received. I think the only thing worse than this, was Michael Yoho telling me, after hearing what a genetic mess I am, "we shall never have sex now, your genes are awful." (to make this joke work, you need to say it in a matter of fact blinking Michael Yoho fashion, and be sure to be abrupt about it) So what are they people, are my genes awful or a 50-50 shot?! Do I pass your genetic standards? Well, do I?
posted by Amber at 1:42 AM
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