Spotted on Craigslist this morning:
We were at the White House together for the 'Osama is dead' singalong watching people climb the lights to tie up the American flag. You had a piercing around your lip and a pretty bad-ass looking shoulder tattoo. You and your friend kept thanking my roommate and I for holding our bikes up and keeping the crowd from you.
Why the hell didn't I ask your name?
(h/t Politico)
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Monday, May 2, 2011
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