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Jeff G

I find that women like nothing better than a man who can craft an epic simile.

Except in Milton's case. Chicks hated that dude.


The boy could party down, though:

Come and trip it as ye go
On the light fantastic toe...

Sure, that sounds gay now, but it was hot stuff back in the day.

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