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| Look, I asked to meet you to let you know it's not going to work between us. Sorry, you're just not my type... | |
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| Not your type? I'm the only other Dinosaur in the universe! How can I not be your type? | |
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| I just dont fancy dinosaurs. I'm really sorry. I hope you find someone, but it can't be me. I've found someone else. He is a robot and we are in love. Take care, Bye Steve... | |
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