the girl who maced me - m4w - 26 (Midtown West)
we met on the subway and had an ok conversation, but you didn't tell me your name or how to get in touch with you. i asked you if you wanted to get a cup of coffee or a drink, and you responded by shooting mace in my face and screaming. even though i couldn't see very well, you looked cute and dressed well. i was hoping maybe we could give it another chance, hopefully this time mace free.
http://newyork.craigslist.org/mnh/mis/940332102.html
Monday, December 08, 2008
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Lmao. I love craigslist.
If you're going to let a little mace in your face stop you from pursuing your one true love, you'll never find where she lives. Then how can you stand outside her building declaring your true love or leave gifts on her stoop? You know the classics…roses, chocolates, a slightly mutilated neighborhood pet. Besides it's like the ultimate meet-cute story. "Daddy tell us how Mommy maced you when you first met!" is a lot easier to tell then "Daddy tell us why Mommy is chained-up in the bedroom". Thank God for home schooling.
Uh-oh. Blaine just told me I'm being creepy again.
Darn.
"Again?"
More like "still," Ese. But that's coo'. Anything goes around here.
That's beautiful, its like poetry!
Her mouth says "no", but her can of mase says "yes, yes."
You see, sometimes less-than-lethal weapons are really just a cry for help.
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