
What could be the man of my dreams but will probably never be, texted me last night. First, I guess, I should fill you guys in on the back story. I met Joey about a year ago. We'd see each other out every once in a while and would chat and flirt around some. I even saw him in one of the adult arcades with another really good friend of mine. They were both drunk and stoned out of their mind but we made small talk and they left soon after. I saw Joey a few more times over the last few months and he's progressively opened up and started speaking more about himself and whatnot. Joey is one of those guys thats hard to classify. First and foremost he's masculine. He's got LOTS of tats all over his body including a prominent square block of text in the middle of his back about the size of a 3 ring binder (probably 9"x12"). It is a version of a well known prayer verse. (I'm choosing to be vague because he's actually pretty well known in his "craft". And no he's not a prostitute). He's got dark brown hair which is usually styled into a "faux-hawk" and has a slightly muscular build. I guess he could be lumped into the punk category but that would be based on looks alone. But I digress.


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