I was speeding and late to meet a date for happy hour when I saw you walking a dog down the street. You were wearing sunglasses plaid pants and picking up your dog's shit. I thought you were Natasha Lyonne at first with that hair, so I circled around the block one more go to double check. You aren't Natasha Lyonne, at least I don't think so? So I drove away fast in case you saw me but I thought you were the cutest thing I've ever seen. Not trying to be a creep, just wanna get lost in that hair. The date was bad because I was thinkin about you. Let me buy you a drink or something? Bring the dog, I'll even pick up the shit so you don't have to =]
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