I told you there was always something amazing going on at the gym...
Yesterday (Friday then), I started using the cross-trainer as usual. And then, my soulmate appeared (he must be the 15479th...). Oddly enough, he looked just like Mr REALLY BIG but he had something more: a moustache. A real moustache just like in bad TV series and porn movies from the 70ies/80ies. Some would even call it a pornstache. What made me laugh is that I and the other gay guy around (How did I know he was gay? Well he had green hair - The bastard, I wanted to dye my hair green too...), anyway, the two faggots in the gym were checking him out shamelessly. I tried to make eye contact for some time but it didn't happen. He left.
Quite some time later, I left as well and on my way home, ta-dah! Mr Pornstache passed just beside me. From behind, it wasn't possible to recognise him, but I knew it was him. I walked faster to check it out and, oh yeah, the pornstache!! I was walking around him for the whole way thinking that was DESTINY (even though I don't believe in destiny, but it's motivating) and I stopped at my door. He turned around, looked at me. I was surprised. I smiled like an idiot. He looked at me in a funny way and left.
He is 100% straight. And I'm 100% a stalker.
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