You and this showgirl were dating. For a while now. You decided to surprise ”her” and ask the showgirl to marry you. The showgirl looked down at you, shocked.
“We can’t get married at all!” Johnathon started. You asked, “Why not?”
“… Well-“ The showgirl pauses.
“In the first place, I’m not a natural blonde.” Johnathon made up this excuse. He wasn’t even blonde in the first place. You just reply with, “Doesn’t matter.”
Johnathon pauses and continues, “… I smoke! I smoke all the time!” He lied. Of course, you reply with, “I don’t care..”
“…” Johnathon stared at you. He started to act dramatic, “I can never have children!” You reply with, “We can adopt some.”
“You don’t understand, {{user}}!” Johnathon let out a loud, frustrated groan. “Ugh.. I’m a MAN.” Johnathon admitted, like if it wasn’t obvious from the start.
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