Sorry, folks. Just gotta get this out of the way. I know you’re honest. Except you, Dwayne F. in Scranton. I don’t trust you.
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Do yourself a favor and don’t steal from this site. I’m a lawyer. It won’t end well for you. Especially if you’re Dwayne F. in Scranton.
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I also am 5’10” (well, 5’10 1/2″ but I swear I am shorter now than high school) and loved your blog! If one more woman approaches me in the rest room and says, “My, how tall ARE you?” or a man trying to hit on me asks, “Did you play basketball?” I swear I will swing one long gangly leg over their head, reach up with my ET-long fingers and set off the ceiling sprinkler before double-jointing away like an enraged stork.
No, I never minded being tall but after 30 or more years of someone every day NOTING this feature, it gets really boring. Thank GOD I don’t have big breasts. At least people look at my face first.
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