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Dear Viagra: I’m Sorry, But We’re Breaking Up

First, let me say it’s not your fault.

I really liked your shape right away – it told me you were strong.  And just the right shade of blue – my favorite color.

It’s been ten years.  Hard to believe.  And, yes, the pun is intended.

Sometimes I’ve heard far too much about you around town and on the Internet.  Frankly, you were invited to too many parties, too many weekends away for my taste.  But I bit my tongue.  Maybe I shouldn’t have.

You lasted allright – I can’t fault you for that.  You were there when I needed you.  It’s just that, at the end of ten years, I’d somehow hoped there would be, well, more.

Thanks for the good – and not so good – times.  In many ways, you’ve been a girl’s best friend.

No, there’s no one else.  I’m not moving on to your competitors with the names that remind me of elevators and clouds.  That would be cruel.

I guess I’ve just grown up and now it’s time for me to move on.

In a kind of crazy way, I look forward to hearing about your next conquest.  See you around.

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