You know I heard that about Fred. Did you know I met Fred? Well, not officially. A long long time ago I was at The Beverly Hills Hotel, walking through the lobby, and there, leaning up on his golf club bag was none other. His cap was pulled down over his eyes. He had a blissful look on his face. I knew in an instant it was him by that striking jawline. I would never have bothered him, but I made an excuse, saying something out loud like "Oh dear, I forgot ________ (whatever, I don't remember what I said) as I turned on my heel so I could walk past him again and gawk.
You know I heard that about Fred. Did you know I met Fred? Well, not officially. A long long time ago I was at The Beverly Hills Hotel, walking through the lobby, and there, leaning up on his golf club bag was none other. His cap was pulled down over his eyes. He had a blissful look on his face. I knew in an instant it was him by that striking jawline. I would never have bothered him, but I made an excuse, saying something out loud like "Oh dear, I forgot ________ (whatever, I don't remember what I said) as I turned on my heel so I could walk past him again and gawk.
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