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I swiped right on a girl without a picture, and we matched.
So after a brief chat i went to go pick her up. I wasn’t expecting much, probably 300 lbs with bad skin, but hey, I was so desperate it was this or join an incel chatroom.

I walked up to the door and lo and behold, 5‘2”, baby blue eyes, strawberry blonde hair, all the right curves in all the right places. I couldn’t believe my luck.

I asked her what she did for a living. She said she taught Sunday school. Now I never had me a Christian girl, but I’m open minded so I took her to dinner.

On the way, I lit a joint and asked her if she puffs.

“Oh heaven’s no, what would I tell my Sunday school children.”

I said okay, weed’s 50/50 some people do some people don’t. And I took her to the best restaurant I knew. I ordered the steak, she ordered the lobster. I asked for the second most expensive bottle of wine on the menu. When the waitress came to pour, she said she didn’t drink.

I said “you don’t drink?!?”

“Oh heaven’s no, what would I tell my Sunday school children.”

Excellent food, sparkling conversation but I’m bummed out, I don’t know what to do with a girl like this.

So I’m driving her home and pass a cheap motel, I figure, what have I got to lose. So i ask:

“wanna get a room and knock boots?”

She says: I thought you’d never ask!

I say: Really? What are you gonna tell your Sunday school children?

She says: The same thing I tell them every week. You don’t have to drink and do drugs to have a good time!