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"I am vacationing in gatlinburg with some friends next weekend april 8,9,10 and was looking to see if someone would want to party with us in our chalet. We'll be drinking alot all night and playing drinking games, so if you wanna join just give me and e-mail. O'yea I am a real person to not some spam thing."
It appears that the shore has crashed into Gatlinburg just in time for Autumn. His douchbag appropriate attire and pose screams prized jewel of the dating world. For anyone brave enough to attend, bring a life alert in case that drink doesn’t taste just right because not every single lady looking for love is game for a foggy game of hide the cucumber. May you be gracious enough to accept the diseases this ghetto Guido will bring into your life during your three days of tender, loving scabies infection. If you think online dating is hard enough now, try explaining those rashes to your next venture in love. He may say he is real, but he is still spam in my book. 
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