They deleted my post on r/pickleball

I prefer to play the right side. At the barber they ask me if it looks okay and I say yes every time. Even the back when they use the mirror. I took an aggrieved lover's cat to the groomer after we both knew it was over. On the subway no less. I am intolerant to certain shellfish but not in a sexy or fatal way. I met a man with dark eyes on the stairs behind the wash-and-fold on eight avenue southeast. He stopped me then and told me he can change everything for me. He said he can meet me at the park when everyone else is sleeping. He said things I never thought of will come true. I took a swig from a hip flask I was give by my grandfather that I would never otherwise carry. Yes, I said, I prefer my backhand counter even when I have to cross after the return. I said, it is sufficient to set a loved one up for success even if I cannot achieve it myself. I will clamor over the back seats to the ones in the very rear. And when he said what he said. When he said he would give me everything. I told him I would ask my wife