Why No One Wants To French You

by Modern Miss Manners

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Real talk: it’s summertime. Stands to reason that it must be fucking awful inside your warm, wet, taco and iced coffee-gobbling kisser.

You suffer through everyone else’s weird smells on the daily. Assume your mouth is filthy by like 10am, and that it’s horrifying to be near you… then chew some fucking gum, or become a hermit who forsakes the shallow judgement of other humans… because who wants to make out with anyone, ever, anyway?

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