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Show Coffee Drinkers Preferred Page 78 of 307 I've got nothing against women or dates or dating. I simply don't want to do any of it in Sanpete. Dating in Sanpete is like quicksand unless you are actually hoping to marry someone from Sanpete, which I am not. Call me anti-Sanpeetic if you like but I was raised here. If anyone knows not to marry someone from here, it was someone who was born here. Frankly we've wrecked the gene pool or something; I can't explain it and}it is nothing I would ever discuss publicly, but I know everyone is somehow related, and it creeps me out. I'm not talking related as in Adam and Eve related. If a potential spouse and I shared a relative going back to say, Shakespeare's time, or even George Washington's time, I could stand it. But if you look through the family trees of most married couples in my county, you will circle your related person sometime after cars were racing around our roads. I'm serious. And it creeps me out. I don't like to know that her great grandmother and my great grandmother were'sisters. That's no fun. Then we would undoubtedly discover that we both had the same grandfather and that would make her my somethingth cousin and I would be listening to the Buddha of Oaxaca playing a banjo and offering me his toothless grin. The Buddha of Oaxaca has one hell of a sense of humor. I made it through the crowd of the unmoving to Meg, pretending that Kayla and Julia were not -watching my every move. I felt like the shy boy in the after school special on dating. |