A classic quandry.

A classic quandry.
Check off all that apply.
I think there must be something wrong with the software or the algorithm.
Must be able to lift and carry a Christmas tree on your shoulder with your right hand, while holding my hand with your left hand.
“I didn’t join Tinder to get into fights with randos,” explains Graham. “I joined Tinder to get fucking plowed.”
Is there any living, breathing human that actually ENJOYS these sites?
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