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Re: Hot girl at Babes - w4w - 27 (Babes Of Carytown)

I think this post is about me, but I’m not sure. I wore my cowboy hat to Babe’s two weekends ago, and I dance ridiculous all the time. My name’s not Denny though, but it’s close. Can you give me anymore hints about what I was wearing or what I looked like that would help confirm or deny?

In case this is to me:

When you saw me on the dance floor, you probably just didn’t notice your heart failure because the electricity from my dancing shocked your chest like a defibrillator. But really, I know I made your heart stop. Don’t worry, if I make you breathless, I’m first aid certified and can give you CPR.

My friend probably did shout my name but only because she was so impressed. She was shouting for more heel, toe. I call it awesomeness, but if you need a reason for my spaziness, I wrote a haiku to explain:

Thanks for your concern.

Dance floor is made of lava.

Can’t let my feet burn.

So mystery lady, I danced at Babe’s last night. Where were you? Too shy to say hi?

Well, put on your spurs and boot, scoot my way. Just be careful when you come up to me because I can’t be held accountable for my flailing arms and legs.

Hot girl at Babes - w4w - 27 (Babes Of Carytown)

One time I saw you on the dancefloor and I wanted to call 911. Not for my dying heart, but for your seizure. I know your name is Denny, I heard your friend calling out at you, or maybe I misheard - probably requesting you to stop. I wasn’t embarrassed, I’d love to seize with you and your cowboy hat sometime. If I see you next week, I made you this haiku:

Denny, Cowboy hat
Seizing away on the floor
I want to fuck you (is this coming on too strong?)

I’d buy you a drink, but you’d spill it. So you and your fauxhawk should mosey over my way sometime, just don’t knock out too many folks on your way. I’d feel honored. I wish I had the courage to make a fool of myself like you do.

So if you ever come to a stop, I’d like to buy you some Denny’s…but I’m sure you get that a lot.

I asked around about you, seems your ego is well known, but I mean, I don’t blame you and your epiletic ways. I’ll tell Babe’s to keep the lights to a minimum just incase this really is a problem.

Little L the Go-go - w4w - 22 (Boulder/ Denver)

I met you while we were working, on the smoker’s patio in Boulder. 
You needed my services someday, so we had a friendly chat and exchanged information. 
I saw you work. You awed the audience. Had the men reeling, acting like apes beating their chest to gain your attention. 

They weren’t the only ones awestruck. 

You invited me to your next gig the following weekend, and again you amazed me. Even used your connections to get me VIP. 

Little L, you are vibrant. So full of life. I met anyone with such down-to-earth, chill attitude that is as gorgeous as you are (and knows it, you rock that stage girl!) I can’t get your coy smile out of my dreams. 

I thought I would give this a shot. You are the first woman I’ve ever felt this way before. 
If you want to keep it professional, I understand. I just had to let you know, you’ll always have a fan in me.

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You hit me in the butt with your folder - w4w (Seattle)

So does this mean that you’re interested?

puppet girl. - w4w (church of worn walls and dusty wood)

puppet girl,

Ive seen you twice. it was enough to make me want to kiss you.
I waited by the counter where they were selling posters and handing out bread and hoped you would talk to me. I got too nervous to introduce myself.
I love your brown overalls and your playful short hair.

we could make puppets together and walk on stilts.

indie girl with big blue eyes - w4w (johnson hall)

girl, when i look into your eyes, they make me pee so hard. i see you ride your bike, with your band stickers and knitted bike scarf. i envy you deeply. i hope to hang out with you in the future some time. would you knit me something seductive? xoxo