Jan 05, 2005 22:22
i had the following exchange on thefacebook.com with a girl from Cornell:
Her:
"hey, i promise, i'm not some creepy stalker. Conceivably consumed too many brewskis so praying that this is even just a wee bit coherently written. i’ve been skiing up at squaw for the past couple of weeks. Last Wednesday I got into a little pickle on the hill and all I remember was that someone in a michigan sweatshirt, who looked exactly like you, helped me over to first aid. Obviously a long shot here, but if it was you, this was the only way I could think of reaching you to give my many thanks. I was backcountry way out of bounds, so you or your yet-for-you-to-be-acquainted-with twin brother saved me from getting my balls severely busted by ski patrol. And of course, the logical thing to say now is that it’s much more likely that you are somewhere far far away from tahoe and don’t know what the hell I’m even talking about. hahahaha, oh dear then I’m very sorry and here's to hoping that you're also as heroically sweet as you are good looking. That said, have a spectacular new year. cheers,"
Me:
"sorry, that wasnt me. but its good to know that someone who looks like me is a nice guy."
Her:
"thanks for the head's up. know it's a lost cause, but i have to try anyway. sorry for the confusion. cheers,"
apparently, my long-lost twin brother is a good-looking hero, rescuing girls on ski slopes.
huh.
**EDIT: people, she was NOT attractive. so stop leaving messages about how i should have fucked her. thx.