I met you at the Hug Deli on Friday about noon and you gave me the best bear hug of my life, stole a kiss, and lingered a little. Then I walked away, and I'm kicking myself for ever doing so, because I never found you again.We do not know what a "hug deli" is, but we're guessing it's like a regular deli, but worse, because instead of getting delicious sandwiches, you get a hug from a man in a furry diaper.
I was a little out of it (typical for Playa) but you were so nice! We talked about Shantaram and Goa and I wanted to talk more but had to rush off to spin fire in front of the man. I would love to see you again and promise not to be so flakey this time!!Raise your hand if you think that it is within this person's capacity to not be flakey.
To a person unfamiliar with Burning Man, the kinds of missives produced by participants sound like free verse prose that would make William S. Burroughs weep with jealously:
darling! It's meeeeee, Reba! We met on the Lady Sassafras and you
shared some sugar with me! We were freezing and decided to dance around
burn barrels in the middle of the playa. I talked about Tremors and you
talked with our hosts.
topless girl with the pretty smile who says she always clears the dance
floor. I met you at Burning Man on Friday. We ate dinner at my friends
place, then walked back to my camp. You didn't approve of my touching
burning man skirt leopard print alaska hiking boots topless beauty
wooden necklace you made circus backflips lighter cover tie
may never know, as it is incredibly difficult to tell one topless girl
in a leopard print skirt, Alaskan hiking boots and a wooden necklace
apart from the others.