I played for a while before the game, but it was for people who could see me but not hear me, and I soon tired of that.
I then went to Rouse's Market to get a Paulaner Double Bock, and it was on my way there that I saw a girl stumble and fall on the sidewalk.
Nobody seemed to rush to her aid, perhaps because of the colors that she was wearing.
I went and offered her a hand, pulled her up and then found myself hugging her.
I kissed her on the neck and nibbled on her ears while telling her that she was in the prime of her life and unbelievably beautiful. She returned my affection and we were making out on the sidewalk, myself and an LSU college student, before I realised that it was probably just going to lead to heartbreak...
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