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She's too masculine for me. The husky/deep voice, broad shoulders and muscles has me thinking she would always fake punch me in the kitchen just to see if I'd flinch.
On the couch at night I feel like she'd man-spread her knees and not leave me any room to rest my legs.
I feel like she'd call me "bro" a lot and chug milk from the carton.
I feel like she'd never let me use my smoker because she'd always be using it.
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