I just had to tell someone...
The girl at the New Age store had the most amazing ass I've ever seen.
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This isn't from some guy who just spends his time rambling around the tunnels of the MTA. The name is a shortened form of the blog's original title, "That Rambling Guy on the Subway, Online." Hope that clears things up for you.
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without photos, this news is merely a cruel tease.
Forty or fifty years from now, when someone develops a machine that lets people communicate telepathically, I'll show you. The image of that thing is burned into my memory for all time.
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THIS POST IS USELESS WITHOUT PICTURES.
I contend that frustrating every straight male reader of this blog is the dictionary definition of 'useful.'
What the hell were you doing in a new age store?
I went in to see if I could buy a little gift for Yesenia. And I did - some incense.
But I got a big gift for me. The view.
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It's a good thing you don't live in the city. You'd be catatonic in a week.
Bear in mind that this was in Rhode Island, and I just came back from Puerto Rico - home of the fine ass - so trust me when I say: nothing compares.
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Oh, I can recall a few Brazilian go-go dancers I've laid eyes on... who might give them a run for their money...
Dude, it's different if you have to PAY for it...
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