No, it’s not a shameless rumor, I did in fact meet Pistols @ Dawn over at Save Your Generation in the flesh. He has already posted his version of the exploits and I know you’re all waiting with bated breath for mine. You’ll have to wait a little longer, I’m running out the door to catch a flight!
I read *his* version, but I’ll look forward to getting the real story from you.
‘Catching a flight’ seems like the most appropriate thing to do following an evening with dear ol’ P@D (judging by his own self confessions).
Tell me, how much did booking a ticket at midnight as fast as you can for the next flight out cost you? And where did your random selection land you?
You poor, poor thing. How many showers have you taken since then? It never really comes off does it?
I’ve always said you two should go out. Looking forward to your side of the story.
Now that you two are acquainted, you should organize a larger event where we could all meet both of you.
You know, CS, a plane wasn’t really necessary. Hell, a brisk jog is enough to leave me behind.
Red, the main problem with your suggestion is that there’s no way most women will knowingly share a room with me a second time.
I’m betting that you reveal that you actually DID make out with him. He’s such a gentleman, you know. Not one to dry-hump and tell.
And did you get far enough away?