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GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL!!!!!!!!
Since the world has enough negativity in it without me spewing more, I try never to post a complaint here without that I balance it out with some positive news. And fortune (aided a bit by me) has just dropped a doozy into my lap.
I haven't posted much about my crushes either, since these are likewise tedious for anyone who doesn't share them. So just because I haven't mentioned Mr Brick Shithouse in months, it doesn't mean that I've ceased making lame attempts to chat him up from time to time. A couple weeks back, his coworker was asking me about sports, and I had to confess that watching soccer held no appeal for me. How that went over you can well imagine. I've been trying to redeem myself by feigning interest in the exploits of the American mens' team, which pulled off a shocking upset of Spain a month ago, only to lose to Brazil in the final. Now the next grudge matchup is the USA vs. Mexico in the Gold Cup Final this Sunday at 1 p.m. and El Tapatío wanted to make sure I didn't miss out. I told him that he really needed to come over and explain it to me. To my surprise, he took down my address and asked, "¿Te gusta Dos Equis?"
So in three days, I will have three hundred pounds of Mexican hotness ten feet from my bedroom door. Any suggestions for getting him through that door and into Buddy Position No. 1 without sending me through the door of St Francis Hospital's Emergency Room will be most warmly entertained.
I haven't posted much about my crushes either, since these are likewise tedious for anyone who doesn't share them. So just because I haven't mentioned Mr Brick Shithouse in months, it doesn't mean that I've ceased making lame attempts to chat him up from time to time. A couple weeks back, his coworker was asking me about sports, and I had to confess that watching soccer held no appeal for me. How that went over you can well imagine. I've been trying to redeem myself by feigning interest in the exploits of the American mens' team, which pulled off a shocking upset of Spain a month ago, only to lose to Brazil in the final. Now the next grudge matchup is the USA vs. Mexico in the Gold Cup Final this Sunday at 1 p.m. and El Tapatío wanted to make sure I didn't miss out. I told him that he really needed to come over and explain it to me. To my surprise, he took down my address and asked, "¿Te gusta Dos Equis?"
So in three days, I will have three hundred pounds of Mexican hotness ten feet from my bedroom door. Any suggestions for getting him through that door and into Buddy Position No. 1 without sending me through the door of St Francis Hospital's Emergency Room will be most warmly entertained.