Craigslist: Missed Connections

Looking for the perfect person to share your Texas summer with? Share a knowing glance with that person on the greenbelt this weekend? Wave at a cute guy in another boat on the lake? Stare longingly at a super cute emo chick at the Mohawk? If only there was a way to track that person down after you chickened out and never said hello. Oh yeah, there's the interweb. Or just check it out here, the best of last week's Missed Connections....

Yup. I Crapped Your Bed. - m4w

Hey! I was the guy that had to clean your otherwise awesome down comforter.
Gees. How do I begin to say how funny this finally got to all the people that I told since this happened? Mebbe not so funny to you, but I hope that the story is as relaxed I as was over the situation after skydiving, wine and one hellofa seafood dinner on that birthday night...
Really, I want to joke about this. There is nothing as real as telling an embarrasing story about a guy that had to drive off wearing your size one knickers and being pulled over by a lady cop in my '23 roadster with a blanket full of pooo. And where I tickled you JUST enough to not wake you to roll you free of the thing.
You were so cute. I never got to explain-though you let me stay that night.
"Casual Encounters?" Yes...
* Location: NBFLS

It's common wisdom that the person who's belongings you've shat upon won't find the story nearly as funny as others. As George Harrison said, that's the way it goes. Where we come from, Texas, we call that Weeding yourself. Nobody knows where the term comes from, some say that Santa Anna soiled the flowers outside the Alamo thus leaving nothing but weeds. But we digress, what were we saying? Oh yeah, dude, cut the crap and just buy her a new comforter.