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Watching Intervention and shoving popcorn in my face with pink vodka in hand this evening in the fuzzy skully pajamas my not-so-secret Santa got me at the work potluck (She'd glared me down as I opened them and hissed, "You're welcome" in front of everybody. Douche) when my phone started vibrating. I reached over to read the text:

"Colleen, I didn't want to say this at the office, but you looked so hot today. Especially the shoes. I can't stop thinking about your feet."


Mention my feet one more time, buddy, onnne more time.


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Jan. 12th, 2010 06:53 am (UTC)
Omg you little minx, you didn't tell us you were dating Tarantino!
Jan. 12th, 2010 02:48 pm (UTC)
say 'feet' again. say 'feet' again, i dare you. i double dare you motherfucker, say 'feet' one more goddamn time!
Jan. 12th, 2010 04:28 pm (UTC)
....n...no ma'am....
Jan. 12th, 2010 03:57 pm (UTC)
I only get texts from Fandango.com and t-mobile. :(

Perhaps open-toed shoes are in order.
Jan. 13th, 2010 12:48 am (UTC)
that's what i was wearing, unfortunately. never again.
Jan. 13th, 2010 12:23 am (UTC)
This feet thing: is that good or bad? I want to say bad... lol
Jan. 13th, 2010 12:47 am (UTC)
bad bad baddy bad bad god-awful horrific.
Jan. 13th, 2010 02:51 am (UTC)
Gotcha. I will no longer try to pick up girls by mentioning "feet" or "motorboating" in the same sentence! :P
Jan. 13th, 2010 02:25 am (UTC)
Ah well. I think I'd want attention from co-workers, but I have a feeling I don't, based on blurting facebook girl.
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