I forgot until my roommate reminded me: one evening as we rode home together, a guy walked on. Really built, really athletic, really hot. He minds his business as we go along. We get to his stop and as he passes our seats he makes eye contact with me and that provokes to yell after him, "Hey, you're hot!" to which he ignores, or at least pretends to. Then as the bus slowly pulls away (and both the rommmate and i are looking at him. I wave and wink at him while he gives us a look of either "kill the faggots" or "interested." Later on i find that the roommate thought hot guy was looking at him... he didn't know i was making faces behind his back.
Champagne. Never again.
I got to eat one pound of alaskan king crab legs. For free! Go Foxy. It's your birfday. Not for real real. Just for play play.