(FYI – I took out the personal info bc I’m not that evil, hello! And, I refuse to spell-check someone else‘s verbage)
Email from Cheeseriffic Rambler:
In that time I’ve fought fires in Alaska, Spit poems at the Nurocean Poets Cafe in NY, built houses in Louisianna, wrote a poetry book, taught english in Mexico, and lived in my truck/camper rock climbing all over the west coast (WTF is all this abt?). But as I get older and think about settling down I constantly think/dream of the East Coast. (Good luck to ya!)
I don’t want to sound like a jerk, but you are beautiful, is it hard to find guys in NY? (Nope u don’t sound like a jerk…u sound unemployed!). I mean I looked at that one pic of you smiling and was like, “begin communication, begin communication!!!” LOL (CCC-Cah-Or-Nee)
You have amazing eyes and a sweet smile (thx!). SO what’s up? (what’s up? wtf!) Are you a heart breaker? (Yes he wrote this. MG never fabricates, thx). You have to have guys begging for your phone number…seriously. What’s your story…;) (My story? Welcome to the Midtown Girl Chronicles!). Well I hope you have a great day. Take care.”
Yes, take care C.R. Sheesh.