Um. I just just got an email from the third-hottest girl I've ever dated.
Yes, that would be the arc-welding, booze-drinking, dirty-fighting, white-blonde Minnesotan heroin addict I met one night in the desert and fell savagely, fiercely in lust with.
And now she has found me online.
And apparently, somewhere along the way, doing something suicidally reckless, no doubt, she has managed to lose an eye.
So the question is, rekindle the romance with the arc-welding, booze-drinking, dirty-fighting, white-blonde Minnesotan heroin addict pirate(!?!)...
Or casually flee for my life with plums, purity, and sanity somewhat intact?.
Those of ya that know me well realize that all this is quite rheotorical...
I never say no to a pirate.
Black Zen... in full effect.
Yes, that would be the arc-welding, booze-drinking, dirty-fighting, white-blonde Minnesotan heroin addict I met one night in the desert and fell savagely, fiercely in lust with.
And now she has found me online.
And apparently, somewhere along the way, doing something suicidally reckless, no doubt, she has managed to lose an eye.
So the question is, rekindle the romance with the arc-welding, booze-drinking, dirty-fighting, white-blonde Minnesotan heroin addict pirate(!?!)...
Or casually flee for my life with plums, purity, and sanity somewhat intact?.
Those of ya that know me well realize that all this is quite rheotorical...
I never say no to a pirate.
Black Zen... in full effect.
*snorts and laughs*
No wonder you requested my frendship.