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Oh, Hell, no! We were 16, and he turned out to be a real creep. We were from different schools, so I didn't run into him for a while after we broke up. I ran into him one night, after we broke up, at the skating rink (think 80's) He said he wanted to talk. His friends were chuckling, and I had the feeling he was spreading stories. I basically said, "Look, I've told you twice now. You-and-me is never going to happen. You're too creepy. Bug me again, and I'm turning my boyfriend loose on you." Skated over to my friends, grabbed the biggest guy by the hand, and went skating with him. And I did tell him what was up. He thought it was funny.
And that, my friends, is how you fry an ex.
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