So there I am, loaded down with like fifty shirts from the sale rack and I go up to the blonde hair extension with smile at the cash desk.
Fix my best charm smile, and I say to her: "Do you know how many on sale fashion free polo shirts I can buy for the price of a single Ben Sherman top?"
She didn't, and she wasn't free for a date.
Too busy washing her hair extension I guess.
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