she says. i tell her i don't.
i have two left feet.
i like red
wine, she offers. i say no.
i get a headache.
i like
to hike and fish and
camp, she says,
pulling out a map
of nowhere.
i'm more of a hotel
guy, i tell her. preferably
four star
with room
service.
okay. she says. i guess
i can live
with that.
what about family. are you
a family man.
do you get along with your
relatives.
do you like kids?
not really, i tell her.
they give me a rash.
excellent she says.
i think we're a match.
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