Memories of the Day

[mperrotti76]

ProfDana,

My neighbor makes me think of you. He's from Galway, Ireland, as are his friends. They have accents like whoa. He is a bartender in one of the Irish bars in Brighton Center, where we went drinking that one night when you visited in '04.

Comments

[profdana]

Is the guy I fucked, on the fateful night when I realized that my friends - apparently - owned stock in my vagina? And if not, is he hot? 'Cause I think I have an escape clause for foreigners....

[mperrotti76]

Dude. How am I to remember if he's the guy you fucked. I can't even remember half the people I've fucked. As for the is he hot question... I dunno. Irish men don't do it for me.

[profdana]

Then you need to send me a picture, fool. I'll let you know whether or not they're attractive. Also, then I can tell whether or not he's the one. His name isn't John, is it?

[mperrotti76]

No. Not John. Seamus.