Yesterday I got a surprise call from my evil twin.
Yes, I have an evil twin, and the fact that I’m the good one should frighten you considerably. My evil twin and I have talked to each other online for quite a while, but have never met in person.
Well, as it turns out, she was flying to Houston to spend some time with her girlfriend (yes, my evil twin is a lesbian–kind of fitting, innit?), and missed her flight, and got bumped to another flight that involved a four-hour layover in Atlanta, and did I want to head down to the airport and spend some time with her?
This is my evil twin:
We chilled out at the airport restaurant and talked about life, bondage, and everything. As it turns out, there is a quick one-column tie she couldn’t remember, so she dug out her (fluffy, glittery, girly) restraints and I demonstrated on her at the table. The unflappable waitstaff took it all in stride.
All in all, an unusual end to what had been a boring day.
So cool!!!! And way scary that she’s the evil one.
🙂
L
So cool!!!! And way scary that she’s the evil one.
🙂
L
I love those kind of surprises…. and its a tip they probably don’t get often!
There are certainly much worse surprises to be confronted with, no doubt about it. 🙂
I love those kind of surprises…. and its a tip they probably don’t get often!
There are certainly much worse surprises to be confronted with, no doubt about it. 🙂
There are so many neat people out there in the world I need to meet still! And you, dear man, have been hoarding some of them. 😛 Share!
There are so many neat people out there in the world I need to meet still! And you, dear man, have been hoarding some of them. 😛 Share!