Remember the Ferret Girl?

She has suddenly started emailing me again. I have no idea what to do with this.

For those of you playing at home…things are not happening with that one out of town girl, so you don’t have to get all protective of her and think I’m fooling around.

So last night I went to a Hurry Date party, because my friend the host insisted I do so.

It was really kind of interesting. Showed up, was given a nametag on which I wrote my name and number (“57…like the ketchup”). All the gals sat at various tables around the room, and the guys would rotate. You …

Art or Crap?

I got 8 of 16.

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