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Hi Less!
How was NYC? Was it fun? DId you enjoy the snow? I like how it turns all dingy gray in like ten minutes of being on the ground, don't you?
Anyway, I just wanted to check in and see if you managed to get yourself laid this weekend. Whether the lurkettes from this board met you, or you scraped up something on your own? And most improtantly how many Lestertinis* did it take to get them to put out?
*A Lestertini is made of the exact same recipe that the beverage featured in Hot Dog, The Movie, blended by Dr. Pepper himself, is. Do not be confused, a Lestertini is not shorthand for a Molestertini bc I am certain that Less, as an insurance lawyer, got the chick's consent the second before she became so incapactiated to render herself unconsentable. While I am not fully aware of where this magic point lies between the two endpoints on the the teensy scale between Drunk ENough to FUck LEss and Too Drunk to Consent, I am sure it exists.
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