You’ll have to lose 50 pounds just to be a reasonable facsimile of your formerly desirable self if you break up and have to hit the meat market again. Springtime in ATL is like Hammertime was in 1990, except the only people saying “Can’t Touch This,” are married (well, maybe), so you might want to try getting in shape by tax time.
On the other, you might be expected to team up and ask for double-forgiveness after what you did together Saturday night.
Just tell the pastor you were only trying to burn off the brunch calories.
We've got some of the best strip clubs in the world, and we’re all adults here. If they can find you on Linked In, they can easily find you in Lithonia, and they’re probably always strapped.
Pro tip: if they ask you to meet them somewhere in public, make sure it’s not the sporting section at Walmart.
The airport is one of the two MARTA destinations that it make sense to ride to.