I did go on a date with this guy who claimed to have all of these nice cars and homes throughout the free world. I was young and dumb (18) so, I believed him.
This fool had nerve enough to pick me up in a Ford Topaz, telling me his "Benz" was in the shop. (more like at the Benz dealership) I told him that I was going to drive my Jag and meet him at the resturant. That fool is probably still waiting, and I'm still waiting on my Jag. Why you all think people feel like it's necessary to lie?
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