Hi we both had on suits and we shared a booth and I gave you a nice hand job...I'm sorry I didn't have a condom but I promise to bring one next time...when you free again give me a shout...oh and so i know its you what nationality were you?
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How do you get it up for "Adorable"?
This is a total long shot but around noon or so, I was crossing the street getting ready to go into Crunch on Fulton (I had on glasses, a gray t-shirt, navy shorts), and you were crossing to my side with a lovely black woman I assume was your friend. You had on a dark cardigan, a fairly tight t-shirt, but you had a little bit of a belly, glasses maybe if my memory serves, and one of those thin cream colored bags that are all the rage right now. ANYway, if you know what I'm talking about, I thought you were really, really adorable and I'd love to get together sometime.
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Yes, you're the ONLY one with an iPod.
You were already on the train when I got on in Williamsburg and we both took it to 6th and then ironically took the Q again together to Herald Sq and both took the same exit to the streets but then we parted ways. Now that I've never done this before maybe, I should have just said hello instead of playing around on my ipod. I'm sure you'll know who I am, so say hello? See you around stranger.
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NOTHING keeps a Gay from trying to hook up:
Saw you two days ago on the 2/3 line from franklin ave into the city. stood near each other then sat across from each other. saw you last night again at Nam's corner market. i have a nasty cold and can barely speak, so i didn't try to talk to you, but i would love to.
hope you read this and hit me up:)
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I'm sort of feeling this love affair . . . with extra cheese:
Dear Ana Maria Pizza Man,
I've had a crush on you for five years.
I can deal with your long hours, and always coming home smelling like pizza.
I won't even mind if you flirt with your customers and insist on wearing Ed Hardy clothing.
Those are all things I can deal with.
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It's a Recession, Gurl.
I was in Peas and Pickles on Henry Street at around 930 tonight and I told you to go to the counter ahead of me. You wore grey jeans and a black leather jacket and were there with a friend in a green t shirt. I was a little taken aback cause I heard you talk to your friend and you just sounded so sweet! Anyway, not that you want anything to do with an older dude like me, but I would sure just love to take you out to a nice dinner and listen to you talk!!
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