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I'm not necessarily opposed to a beautiful woman spraying my face with spit, that is, if the conversation is good. O hell, even if the conversation is piss poor. As long as she's beautiful. And as we know, beauty is diverse. So that's a lot of forgiven spit. Just the other night, while sulking/drinking in my local bar, a beauty with blue eyes and sable hair pulled up next to me. So beautiful was she that I was terrified to turn and make eye contact. It was wise, for she was only there to pick up her boyfriend/lover, the bartender, from work. Since it was taking so long, he made her a drink. I held my gaze directly in front of me like a good boy for the next twenty minutes. Finally, she leaned over to me and said, "I waste a lot of time waiting for this guy", and I received a lovely shower of saliva tinged with mint julep. Ahhh. How could I not fall in love with this girl? Just as I was about to confess my love, the bartender, having finished with his tally, whisked her away.