I am posting the following because it's something I went through last week. If you have a tendency to worry unnecessarily, excel at finding fault in others, or have nothing better to do than mix yourself up in matters that do not concern you, stop reading now.


..hey...did you not read the previous paragraph?



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I've often traveled solo, but I've never experienced this...

"I want to sleep with a Canadian girl."

My eyes widened. Had I heard correctly? "Excuse me?"

"I want to sleep with a Canadian girl."

Ah, I had heard correctly. "Well that girl's not going to be me."



Blunt eh?