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So, I’m sittin’ there—thinkin’, man, sex-dating’s like a fancy pastry from Mendl’s bakery, y’know? Looks sweet, but sometimes it’s just air inside. Back in Scranton, my buddy Tommy—good ol’ Tommy—tried this app, met a gal who said she was 28. Turns out, she’s 45, three kids, and a pet iguana named Steve! He’s like, “Joe, I’m in love!” I says, “Tommy, c’mon man, that’s a whole sitcom, not a date!” Laughed ‘til my sides hurt—still cracks me up.

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She fends entirely for herself—right down to choosing the sex of her eggs. Solitary bees seek out holes like the ones in insect hotels for.

Once the alarm’s off, we head back in. I’m tryin’ to shake off the weird vibes when this lovely lady walks in. She’s got this bright yellow raincoat on, lookin’ like a ray of sunshine. Orders a caramel latte, and I whip it up with a smile. She takes a sip and goes, “This is the best thing I’ve ever tasted!” I’m like, “Wow, really? Better than chocolate?” She laughs, and I’m grinnin’ like a Cheshire cat. Moments like that make the madness worth it.

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