To the man who recognized me from the internet:
I don't know your name and I don't know your username. Your maroon pants worked very nicely with your vans (you kept asking me if it worked.)
You do not need to buy expensive boots.
You were very drunk, and thought the 'Poo' in Pooding was very funny.
Why were you so embarrassed and won't tell me who you are? I want to be your friend. You are way smaller then me, but if you weren't I would give you some shirts. Maybe our feet are the same size. I'm a 9.5. I have some Air Force 1's (unworn) that you can have. You were so enamoured with mine. (Wabi Sabi you kept saying).
Pls respond.
Love,
Tucker (I was drinking a Cigar City Pale Ale)