Sooo not in the way you think.
I shall call him:
Speed-Walker Wonder
I was coming out of my night class,
Michael Buble crooning into my ears,
stopping at the crosswalk at 7th North and 8th East,
when I saw him....
All five feet ten (or so) of him
Clad in a simply glorious ensemble:
A pastel-colored, geometrically-patterned windbreaker
and matching shorts in order to show off his very (unfair!) shapely legs.
I know.
Could anything get anymore beautiful?
If only HE had a mullet!
Speed-walking.
Terry-cloth sweatband,
Thrown-back shoulders,
Swiveling hips,
Flouncing step...
I don't usually laugh out loud when walking by myself.




3 comments:
LOL! The Brittany quote just made my night, because the Roomie finally got me to watch an episode of gLee, and that joke had us both ROFLing :P
i can picture it now. hot.
ha ha ha! i wish i'd seen that guy. and wasn't the madonna glee amazing?! sad about finn though. oh so sad
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