Bloody Internet dating. Thought I'd try it out. Interesting sounding bloke. Made contact. Said he'd take me to "Wicked". Brilliant, I thought. Haven't been to a musical in ages.
Turns out he suffers from terminal fat-thumbs. I've just spent the afternoon in Wickes in Dunstable. Not the same thing at all.
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