What – you don’t want to go out because your hair’s a mess?
I have a solution for that!
Miss Pickles—you’re so smart! I admire your blue stocking blood, your fine physique, and your tantalizing aroma. Love, a portly elder statesman who shall remain nameless and his rogue younger brother
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