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- I helped you and your mom buy extra beer at the beer tent, talked for a bit, told me your name was 'Vienna'. I couldnt keep my eyes off you that night... I was waiting until the end of the show to ask you for your number but you disappeared.
- You farted in Fortinos You were the tall brunette with the near perfect body that farted in the bread section last Friday. I was the tall guy next to you that looked over and asked, "Was that you?" You quickly replied "No...Wasn't me!" You almost seemed insulted I would ask. As the stink grew you continued to deny your flatuence, but it was evident. I tried to get rid of the stench by waiving 2 loafs of Ciabatta bread. You proceeded to storm off in an angry manner. You are beautiful and even if you are a liar and fart like a Clydesdale, I'd love to meet up sometime.
- I feel weird posting here, and you'll probably never see this. The other day you were running down the street and I was standing at a bus stop. You started yelling at me to run grabbed my hand. After a few blocks we stopped and you muttered on about your blue box and how "she" always gets you into trouble. Then you dropped my hand and ran around the corner. I caught my breath and tried to follow you but there was nothing there and all I heard was this strange noise. Please come back for me.
- Not sure if I will find you, but have to give it a try. About 8 years ago we met. You were, I believe, a welder for a boiler company who use to come into my Tim Horton's every weekday morning. I know that you felt that connection with me as well (a note being passed come to mind?); but with me being attached at the time, it was not a path we could explore further. Shortly after leaving Tim's, I also separated from my partner and life for me improved so much. But I have never stopped thinking about you and wondering what could have been. Please tell me which Tim's we met as well as the company you had worked for and I will know it's you.
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- You farted in Fortinos You were the tall brunette with the near perfect body that farted in the bread section last Friday. I was the tall guy next to you that looked over and asked, "Was that you?" You quickly replied "No...Wasn't me!" You almost seemed insulted I would ask. As the stink grew you continued to deny your flatuence, but it was evident. I tried to get rid of the stench by waiving 2 loafs of Ciabatta bread. You proceeded to storm off in an angry manner. You are beautiful and even if you are a liar and fart like a Clydesdale, I'd love to meet up sometime.
- I feel weird posting here, and you'll probably never see this. The other day you were running down the street and I was standing at a bus stop. You started yelling at me to run grabbed my hand. After a few blocks we stopped and you muttered on about your blue box and how "she" always gets you into trouble. Then you dropped my hand and ran around the corner. I caught my breath and tried to follow you but there was nothing there and all I heard was this strange noise. Please come back for me.
- Not sure if I will find you, but have to give it a try. About 8 years ago we met. You were, I believe, a welder for a boiler company who use to come into my Tim Horton's every weekday morning. I know that you felt that connection with me as well (a note being passed come to mind?); but with me being attached at the time, it was not a path we could explore further. Shortly after leaving Tim's, I also separated from my partner and life for me improved so much. But I have never stopped thinking about you and wondering what could have been. Please tell me which Tim's we met as well as the company you had worked for and I will know it's you.
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