"Really? With a name like Ho--"

"Yes."

(https://autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5881456&forum_id=2#49990799)

Her name is Bruce btw.

(https://autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5881456&forum_id=2#49991247)

'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.

(https://autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5881456&forum_id=2#49991443)