Also, I neglected the Irishman.
Jan. 24th, 2005 05:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
seethingheathenDear Mr Hot Irishman,
Yes, there were bagpipes playing when you walked into the shop today. I happen to like them (read: they make me hot), and Danny Boy just happened to be the track playing as you walked in. Yes, you scared the shit out of me when you sneaked up behind me and said, "Are those your pipes, my wee Celtic angel?" but I let that slide because it sounded lovely. And you apologised and said you were drunk. And then you scolded me for working in a sexshop. But then you went away on the bus . . .
Also, I let you repeatedly call me Kitten. You're fortunate. Anyone else would have been picking his teeth up off the floor. Again, you're lucky I have somehow managed to fetishise all seven Celtic nations.
Thank you for existing,
Kitten, er, I mean Sonsy.
PS: I loved your hat. And your peacoat. Oh, did I mention I've a bit of a thing for ginger people?
On a semi-related note, when I was a kid, I thought leprechauns were real. I used to beg my mum and dad to take us to Ireland so I could catch one. We never went, and I never caught one. But I'm sure you knew that. ;)
Yes, there were bagpipes playing when you walked into the shop today. I happen to like them (read: they make me hot), and Danny Boy just happened to be the track playing as you walked in. Yes, you scared the shit out of me when you sneaked up behind me and said, "Are those your pipes, my wee Celtic angel?" but I let that slide because it sounded lovely. And you apologised and said you were drunk. And then you scolded me for working in a sexshop. But then you went away on the bus . . .
Also, I let you repeatedly call me Kitten. You're fortunate. Anyone else would have been picking his teeth up off the floor. Again, you're lucky I have somehow managed to fetishise all seven Celtic nations.
Thank you for existing,
Kitten, er, I mean Sonsy.
PS: I loved your hat. And your peacoat. Oh, did I mention I've a bit of a thing for ginger people?
On a semi-related note, when I was a kid, I thought leprechauns were real. I used to beg my mum and dad to take us to Ireland so I could catch one. We never went, and I never caught one. But I'm sure you knew that. ;)
