Thursday, October 21, 2010

these kinds of things ALWAYS happen to me.

One of my new favorite games to play is to guess a stranger's name. My friends don't remember this, but while in Chicago we dubbed a random guy on the street "Mark Zuckerberg" (I guess the nerd-y look and curly blonde hair are in these days) and he decided that we all looked like "Mindy"s.

All that to say that I want you to play my game with me.

The other morning I woke up and checked my phone. 1 new message from an area code I had never heard of. I opened the message, expecting something from a clever politician, or maybe a wrong number, but I didn't expect what I got:



So, readers, what do you think? What's his name? What's his story? Why was he sending a picture of himself in a white t-shirt and coke boxers? What's with his face?

And, go.


*I added the face. I decided this guy didn't deserve to be completely humiliated. Although it would have been a better story if it came with his face like that.

3 comments:

  1. Remember the guy in the silk boxers (ske-etchy) from our middle school chat room days? It's probably him.

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  2. Ellie I can totally picture us sitting at your computer in your house in BR writing our play (is there a copy of that anywhere?) but I only vaguely remember the guy in the silk boxers. Refresh my memory!!

    Amy, I like Jerry. Jerrys (Jerries?) wear Coke boxers. Jerrys feel that their nighttime wear deserves an OOTD.

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