So we met on the internet. Now we need a cover up story. What crazy tale do you tell people about how we met in real life?
I was a UN special attache buried deep in the legal minutae of the UN Oil-for-Food Program and he was a bagman for Halliburton under cover as a "classroom architect." He was light, sweet, and crude...and I was addicted quicker than the regulatory approval of a post-divestature conglomerate re-merger. There we were, a small indie-flick meet-cute in a Bruckheimer action-and-explosion testosterama, painting the Green Zone varigated shades of pink and vermillion.
(From Consumating)
I was a UN special attache buried deep in the legal minutae of the UN Oil-for-Food Program and he was a bagman for Halliburton under cover as a "classroom architect." He was light, sweet, and crude...and I was addicted quicker than the regulatory approval of a post-divestature conglomerate re-merger. There we were, a small indie-flick meet-cute in a Bruckheimer action-and-explosion testosterama, painting the Green Zone varigated shades of pink and vermillion.
(From Consumating)
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