This is probably a minority opinion, but speaking as a guy who's been dropped cold or given the casual brush-off by many fetching women during my hound-dog heyday (mid '70s through late '90s, not counting my four-year marriage from '87 to '91), it's a bit more painful to dump than to get dumped.

I can think of eight or nine times when I suffered terrible heartache and deep-blue weeping fits after getting the heave-ho. Bottom of the well, my life is over, "I'll never have that recipe again", "Can't live if livin' is without you," etc.

I can recall at least two times when I was so devast...

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