Maybe the scenario you describe is true of most women, but it’s not true for me. I would be more apt to accept an invitation from a balding, little over weight man that struck up a conversation at church, than a drop-dead gorgeous guy that tried a blatant, cheesy pick-up line at the grocery store. I wouldn’t describe myself as a ten, but I know I’m not a six!!
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