Fun fiction. Basil Zempilas is a minor Perth celebrity.
Hi Basil,
In 2003 I served you a chocolate sundae at McDonald’s. You were in a suit with a blonde lady, who was drunk. You were both laughing, but that’s ok.
I gave you extra sauce. I want to say sorry for taking so long. I was new.
You asked for a flake. Your girlfriend (was she your girlfriend?) said “hurry up”. She was rude. Why were you with her? Her dress was nice, but I could tell she wasn’t ‘the one’. That’s in the past now.
You got in an expensive car. I hope you didn’t drive, I could tell you’d had a few. But I forgive it if you did. You were young. We were both young.
Fifteen – but I’d kissed a man. God, I’d kissed a man. But it’s in the past. We’ve both made mistakes.
You wouldn’t be a pedo now, I’m adult. I knew you wouldn’t then. I can tell you’re a gentle man.
This sounds crazy, but Basil – we’d make each other happy. I’d be good to you. And I’m ready for the next level. But I can’t do it till you follow me on twitter.
I love you Basil. I don’t care who knows it.