Dateless

I don’t know about you but for me, nothing makes my morning like walking in on the 50-year-old resident janitor in the computer lab of my hippie dorm, as he attempts to log into Date.com, the friendly neighbourhood matchmaking platform.

Poor chap. May God bless his dateless hopeful soul.

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