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Originally Posted by BarbaraGordon
You are correct. I was 29 on my 20th birthday. It's the new math. All the rage.
We met because I was passing out cookies I had baked in a lame attempt to celebrate my birthday on a college mission trip. He sheepishly came back and asked if he another one, and then another one.
He's actually pretty bitter about this first impression because he erroneously inferred that I actually, you know, visit the kitchen on a regular basis and even perhaps know how to work the oven thingy.
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All you women are the same. You make us
think you're willing and able to cook, and you just know we're stupid enough to fall for it.