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Queue at the polling station yesterday was full of GF' #1's dressed in scrubs. Hnng.Grapefruit game is on point
Was a long queue so to pass time i started out by profiling who i thought each individual was voting for. But the game quickly took dark turn with me turning into a Richard Branson lecher, grading who'd get it from prime blokey
And then that *game* got disrupted as an old fragile lady was struggling so i went & fetched her a seat, put her by the front & kept her place in line.
Jesus. Getting old is really fucking depressing. I want my old life back.
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