H.P. Lovecraft has let me down 100% of the time. A woman (for some reason) ignores a thousand red flags while falling in love with a Spanish dude. Wait, that previous sentence wasn’t meant to sound racist. He isn’t giving out red flags because he’s Spanish. He just happens to be Spanish in this story and appears to be a red flag salesman. Wait, that previous sentence wasn’t meant to disparage salesmen…. You know what? Fuck it. It’s just a bad episode about a melting man.
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