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Conversation has the tendency to eventually turn to sports. Because that's what I do.

What I have a hard time explaining is how the following statement has been made by two different people, in very different settings:

"You're like all of the Spice Girls rolled up into one!"

The jury is still out on whether or not that's actually a compliment or not.


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Sporty fits you, no question.

Ginger is a prominent Asian spice.

You drive a G35. Therefore Posh, you are.

Your name rhymes with Scary.

Not sure about Baby. Though at times you likely are either somebody's baby or can be a baby.

And I would imagine it was a compliment. More accurately, an attempt at picking you up. Did it work?

Well, thank you for clearing that up! It didn't work this time, but if I hear it again, I might have to go along with it. After all, the third time is the charm.

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