I thought about it, and I did have someone in mind. I did some research. I thought that a nice dinner would be appropriate. I pick the place. I pick him up. I pay the bill. Lovely company, a good cocktail, a nice dinner ... what better way to spend an extra day of the year?!
Well, it didn't happen. Guys are weird. I didn't ask. I knew what the answer would be. I've heard no from this particular fella for longer than I would like to own up too. His loss, right?
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