Back long ago, when the land was still young and fertile, and I had 17 seasons behind me.. (ok.. some 22 years ago..) a good friend of mine called up, seeking a favor. My buddy, Ron, had newish girlfriend, and wanted to hook up with her, but she had promised a friend that she would hang with them. Yeah, I got the Wingman call. And being a buddy, I answered. So off to 'blind date' night I go. Now, to be fair, at least I didn't get set up with some hideous fat cow that would stare blankly a...
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