Date: July 10th, 2026 4:35 PM
Author: Copper odious tanning salon
Hope she likes anal,
'cause her ex was a prude,
and my bedroom's a panel
of "things not yet pursued."
I swiped right on her smile,
but my profile's a warning:
"Bring lube, extra mile,
and ignore the next morning."
She texts back "I'm game,"
with a wink and a peach,
so I tidy the shame
and prep like a beach.
We dim all the lights,
pop the cork with a grin,
but the first awkward bite
makes her yelp "That's the wrong bin!"
Turns out she meant salad,
not the backdoor delight—
now we're both in a ballad
of "oops, wrong hole tonight."
Moral of the story, folks:
Clarify before you thrust,
or you'll trade dirty jokes
for a face full of disgust.
Hope she likes anal...
next time I'll ask first, pal.
This wasn't Grok's best work. Quite frankly, I'm disappointed.
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5881456&forum_id=2).#49991443)