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ReplyDeleteMy sister dated this guy in Santa Cruz who rode a unicycle everywhere, including while in the middle of conversations. He also liked to juggle and wear puffy shirts. I asked why she was dating a clown, she said that he was an artist. so i asked why she was dating a gay.
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