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I had to share this-
ashkyla: The one he got me for christmas is gold with an emerald in the center. The jeweler said it was called ‘Irish love’ and he bought it on the spot.
saitaina: hehehe
saitaina: How do you meet sweet men like him? I’ve gone five years without even a date
ashkyla: It was funny. He’s all ‘turn around, stupid, it’s your Christmas present. No peeking. Wait…what’s your ring size again?’
ashkyla: Well, I met J because he challenged me and my ex to a pool game for the use of our table, and I was kicking his ass. He’s all ‘Oh, that’s it, bitch, you’re going down.’ And I told him, ‘Not on you.’ Which resulted in him gaping like a landed fish and then asking me out after I broke up with my ex.
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