Very sweet. It reminds me of something I just read in Love, Bourbon Street (a collection by gay writers from New Orleans about Katrina) that took place in downstate Illinois. Now I must get it from the shelf and share.
From scottynola.livejournal.com September 7, 2005misreallJune 12 2009, 14:50:01 UTC
"At Danville Il I was hungry so I pulled off the highway to head into town to go to the Arby's...there was a big guy a the counter, waiting for his order. And by big, I don't mean 'mountain-sized man built like Karl Rove'; I mena big-framed and muscular, like a football player. In fact, I was admiring his well-turned calves as I walked up the counter to place my order
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Oh, and when you get the time, follow my link to that post by buffyx. It's epic and adorable and hilarious.
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That's really sweet.
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