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I am now home safe and sound. Thanks for asking. 8^) Nothing more happened with the cute guy my height with the black pinstripe shirt and the cute little vandyke beard (all around the mouth?) and the cute butt who bought me a shot that I shared with him and a bartender. I happened to catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and saw how awful my hair had gotten over the course of the night (jeeeeeeezus, I need a haircut) and had to bail on that basis. I know, I'm a wuss. Well, anyway.
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... Scribbled by Bill T ... 11/14/2004 02:25:00 AM ...
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