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No. I had on a black sweater and dark blue Patagonia vest. I was carrying a red nylon bag that had delicious rye bread and liverwurst (not mine; disgusting) and a whole bunch of lunch from Nate's -- and I would have killed anyone who tried to steal that bag, because I am a flat-out whore for baba ganoush.
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Do you find my avatar attractive?
Whore 4 baba ganoush replied to AirwickWithCheese's topic in The Café
The profile pic? Um, not really. -
Sort of and taller.
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Because I once slapped a man.
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Yes. I have 13 months left. Then I am going to move next door to you in New York City.
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Well, no. That's not true. But thank you for saying that too. You're buff.
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Someplace in the Midwest where the sun does not shine nearly as much.
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I was going to thank you for calling me young, but instead I'll thank you for calling me a lady.
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Which republic do you rule, Dong?
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Who said women can't pee standing up? You've been lied to. Colorado loves me, I suppose. I love Colorado. I just needed to do something else for awhile. What I love about Colorado is all the sun. I miss the sun.
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Goddammit. I'm a ma'am.
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Randomguy and I have no relation. We just pass each other in strange cities and turn the other way, without acknowledgement. I am sorry, Airwick, that I "yelled" at you once on the LF forum. That must have been a day I was being a shit weasel. Apology accepted?
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I have been known to be a Shit Weasel at times. I haven't been one for about three years, maybe.
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I live somewhere in the middle of this god forsaken country. I needed to break up with Colorado for a while.
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I had the same sandwhich. It was delicious. We then went to Nate's and bought all kinds of good stuff.
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I'm on probation. I feared a misdemeanor would have sent me to the hoosegow for life. Also: Stuffing my face with a sandwich.
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OMG it was you. I knew I should have slapped you!
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Not that cute.
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I don't know what kind you got. I did not eavesdrop. That would be rude. I stared instead.
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Not puppeteering. I was at West Side Market in Cleveland on Saturday morning. (I no longer live in Colorado; but I do not live in Ohio. I was just visiting there this weekend with friends who grew up there.) I was standing next to a guy who looks exactly like you; this guy had on a blue lightweight down coat (Patagonia maybe?) and was with a woman who had dark brown hair. You were ordering a sandwich. I was ordering a sandwich too. Why do I know what you look like? All those years at the Love Forum when Chris Photoshopped you. If it was not you, you should be aware that have a doppelganger in Cleveland. If it was you, we have a missed connection.
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Thanks for finally recognizing it. Here's why I really care: Did you happen to be at the West Side Market in Cleveland on Saturday morning?
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Chris, because of your adept skills at Photoshopping Randomguy while we all hung out at the Love Forum, I was able to look at this guy I saw in Cleveland and wonder if that was him; otherwise, I wouldn't have known what he looked like.
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By accident, yes. I need confirmation from him. He's such a shit weasel that he may have planted an imposter.
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No. Way! So it is probably true: I was standing right next to him at the Westside Market in Cleveland this weekend. P.S. jsharr: Maybe you need to seek psychological guidance to help yourself move on from the, um, anal stage. Google "Freud" maybe?
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Hm. You ask a good question. Let me try to find an example.
