The original plan: Meet up with a nice Jewish boy I met online (J-Date.com), schmooze, booze and breakfast in bed.  Unfortunately, I suspected breakfast wouldn’t be kosher….so I ditched his ass, and met a nice Christian boy instead. He serenaded me with the lyrics, “I know who I want to take me home,” and from then on, I vowed to never J-Date again.

—Cud and Clove

Aftermath:  Four weeks later, I’m still waiting for him to take me home…but things are definitely looking good!

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