Picture this... Strolling down 5th avenue in the 20’s on a beautiful Sunday afternoon with my friend Mara. Deep in conversation describing the circumstances under which myself and two of my friends would climb into a tub in the bathroom of a Japanese restaurant, when all of a sudden the most delicious man passes me on the left. He is ripped as hell, wearing a flannel shirt and hat, and looking FINE. We lock eyes, I stop breathing, and instead of speaking, I start incessantly smacking Mara’s arm as he passes. We both turn around and Mara says to me... “was that...” and I nod, “...Taye Diggs?” and we both stop walking, and watch him walk away for two blocks (secretly contemplating running after him... Because I would really like him to privately practice on me...) I need to come up with a better plan for celebrity sightings, clearly what I’m currently doing, the patented (clam up, stare, and hate yourself a minute later) is not working for me. Did you know Taye the hotness that is Diggs went to Syracuse?? Did you know that I went to Syracuse??? We could have had so much to discuss... Sigh...
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Im pretty damn sure he heard me say "Is that Taye Diggs" as he continued to stroll down the street....the two of us could have easily tackled him, but you decided to do the "Jessica becomes mute" thing.
Ha yes, I was apparently experimenting in how a mime would alert you that Taye Diggs had just passed. It's actually quite frightening, I said not one word to you, literally not a peep.
Why do you always panic over D-list celebrities? They're probably more afraid of you than you are of them.
D-list??? She said Taye Diggs, not Kathy Griffin
LOL true, but I had to look this dude up on Wikipedia, and even after seeing what movies he's been in, I still have no clue who he is. At first I thought he was the blasian that was in Fast & Furious 2, but that's someone else.
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