Columnists :: The Dating Diet
You Like Me. You Really Like Me.
Can someone tell me the name of the guy my friend Pete is dating? I want to find him on Facebook, but Pete won’t give me any leads. He thinks I’ll go blabbing about it in my column. He’s like, "I don’t want the country knowing what I put in my butt."
Anthony Paull is a syndicated columnist, author and filmmaker from Sarasota, Florida. Visit anthonypaull.com for more info.
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