Paul Hardwick · Feb 21, 2012
Met this girl in a pub.

Met this girl in a pub.
She had dark hair.
Dole full eyes.
We seamed to hit it off.
It was like nothing else I had experienced.
We drank played on the fruit machine.
Lost all the coins we had.
But that did not seam to matter.

I said to her.
We are drinking alot.
And I have to go to the boys room.
She just said.
Please take as long as you like.
I smiled, she smiled back almost stopped me in my tracks.
Any way, after asking all in the pub, and not finding!    Long As You Like.
When I came back she was not there.

 
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