User:Flowbiscuit

it seemed to be going so well....

we had met on the golf couse, just like every other thursday He was wearing his usual shades; I still had my tux on from the speech I had given earlier. We mearly made eye contact, and even then only for a second I trudged forward to the 18th hole. He stayed put. Everything was going normal. Everything was the same as every other thursday. it seemed to be going so well...

i felt like a penguin on a desert island my black tails flying behind me in the wind sweaty and out of place looking around me and seeing familiar faces seeing his maybe he hadnt recognized me in my fancy get-up bother...it had seemed to be going so well....

gus had just started the lawnmower I took a long drink from my lemonade and cleared my throat "That's it boy, get those long spots in the back!" gus mearly gave his usual look of disgust at my oh-so-useful tips The sun was particularly bright that day, why wasn't gus wearing his sunglasses? and why was gus driving towards me? I had clearly told him to cut the long spots in the back...

thursdays was the day gus worked i always came to give him a hard time; 'you missed a spot' and the like gus rode in his sunglasses, tanned and grimy with stinging bits of grass but he was never the center of my attention; merely a facade i used to catch a glimpse of Him He was a man who came on thursdays near the 18th green, apparently a golf tutor, He was tall and tan, with a five o'clock shadow that appeared any time of day, and served to make him seem tough and virile i'd never had the courage to summon his attentions, but maybe gus rushing towards me in his lawnmower might help...