I'd like to know who these mystery Facebook people are.
I can tell I'm getting old because I'm more curious about the haters than the crush!
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Don't fall for it! That's how my wife and I met, you know: she complained about a similar e-mail ("Someone has a crush on you! Guess who it is!") on a message board; I wandered into her thread and got along with her so well that I eventually asked her out on a date. We never stopped dating.
This could happen to you. Play along with the crush/hate thingies, and you could end up marrying my wife.
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