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I have had the fortune of meeting trappers. They are the hardest working people I know. They don't complain, they always have a hand to lend when you need them, and they are always happy to see you (I think it is because working a trap line is fucking lonely work).
Now, never having met a female trapper has biased my opinion, but I could very well see myself with a caring person that just so happened to skin animal carcasses.
I can't live with someone who is not happy and does not like themselves. That is a deal-breaker for me. That, and cheating.
I think I am too jealous of a person to be with a stripper. It would drive me crazy, I think.
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Hey, if you are impressed with my memorizing pi to 10 digits, you should see the size of my penis.
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