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- Date Three: Kryptonite or Mount Everest?
- Date Four: The Harley Man
- Date Five: The Gambler
- Date Six: Cazz and the Flip Flops.
- Date Seven: The KKK
- Date Eight: Fire Slave Dave
- Date Nine: Paulution
- Date Ten: The Smoker
- Kryptonite...again.
- Date Eleven: Lord Farquar
- Date Twelve: The Stalker
- Kryptonite and the Snow Storm
- Date Thirteen: The Dog Whisperer
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Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Date Six: Cazz and the Flip Flops.
Cazz. Strange name...strange man. Yahoo! again. Decided to meet at the hospital and go for a drink after I got off work at 1 am. He arrived in sweat pants and flip flops. Messy hair, didn't shave. My replacement was late. Over an hour because she over slept. He waitied until I finally told him to go on without me. He was annoyed and I never heard from him again. Good thing because he didn't even try ot make a good first impression. Flip flops! ick.
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