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Well, last night I got a call from a fireman buddy of mine who was in town from San Diego for the FDNY memorial this past weekend.
I learned some things:
1) When a fireman calls and ask you to meet him and nineteen of his pretty fireman buddies at a bar, you go. Even if it is 10:30pm on a Monday. And you know you'll be all sorts of hung over the next day. Because you're young. And they're fireman. And someone's gotta do it.
2) Sometimes, when you decide to stop bitching about it, the opportunity for some lovin' falls in your lap.
3) Sometimes, a kind & handsome fireman can be just as exciting as a scruffy, herione-chic boy with diva hips.
4) Firemen. Because, yes.
I learned some things:
1) When a fireman calls and ask you to meet him and nineteen of his pretty fireman buddies at a bar, you go. Even if it is 10:30pm on a Monday. And you know you'll be all sorts of hung over the next day. Because you're young. And they're fireman. And someone's gotta do it.
2) Sometimes, when you decide to stop bitching about it, the opportunity for some lovin' falls in your lap.
3) Sometimes, a kind & handsome fireman can be just as exciting as a scruffy, herione-chic boy with diva hips.
4) Firemen. Because, yes.
