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Reply to: anon-9761630@craigslist.org Date: 2003-03-26, 7:30AM Okay, Union Square, Today: Me: a tall, slender white male. I wore a suit. You: a short white brunette, curly hair, olive skin. Short black skirt, pointy heels. I was leaping over some dog poop and you were flagging down a cab and we collided, like star-crossed lovers. I hit the pavement hard and you fell too. I was bleeding from my shins, your purse spilled all over the curb. The cab sped away. You cursed at me; you kicked me while my kneecaps bled; you called me a “dumb fat a-hole,” even though I’m not fat (or a dumb a-hole either…). You got me good with a kick to the gut. Your heel tore open my shirt, and also my small intestine. You spit on me and stormed away. But still, I think there was something there. I sensed a sexual tension masked by passionate, irrational rage. Kind of like David and Maggie on “Moonlighting.” it's NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests this is in or around union sq |
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