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Dear MEM , Your name is

............. So let me properly introduce myself. My name is HOOOOOOLLLLDDDDDDDD IT! 

Let's start from the beginning, shall we?

While waiting for the elevator, I get a light tap on my shoulder. 

Me : Turns around .... Well hello there Stranger Danger! I thought I wouldn't see you until the new year.

MEM : Morning Spit Fire! Can I borrow a minute of your time? 

Me : Sure, get in. You know the Fed's watching. * goes to first floor* 

MEM: Why?

Me : Nevermind .. ( he killed the ENTIRE VIBE )

MEM : What's this your listening to?

Me : Nothing, I just always put my headphones in because if I don't ... well * stares at MEM * people talk to me. So what's up, I've got less than 5 minutes.  

MEM : I just wanted to say thank you. 

Me : Your Wel-

MEM : You didn't let me finish. 

Me : 0.o oookkkkaayy

MEM : I want to thank you for all your sound advice. Honestly, I wish I could clone you and date you myself. I know I know, you have a man and I fully respect that. You just aren't like everyone else. You aren't afraid to say whatever you think, which is sometimes rude; or slap complete strangers. Which hurts by the way. When I first saw you on the elevator I NEVER thought in a million years you would speak back to me. You were looking at me, well just how you are looking at me right now. MEAN. LOL. I mean I was just some random guy in the elevator, talking to you like I had known you for years. I said all that to say thank you. I haven't had a real friend in a while and even though we don't know each other, I consider you a friend. So my new years resolution is to really listen to your advice, because it's usually right. Plus you yell at me when I don't, which usually has a curse word or two in it. Although we are gonna have to work on that no sex thing. That's just evil. So let me properly introduce myself, I'm



xoxoxo

oh you though I was just gonna tell you ... HA! Part II coming soon .....

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