The tale of how we met is full of stuff not found in any fairytale book and is not for the faint of heart but none the less, is still very romantic if you can handle it. It began on a calm summer evening, the night was young, the drinks were strong, and the choices were borderline questionable! We were at the Tank (Sharkeez), now Sharkeez is more of place of lust and shennanigins than love and passion as many may know, so neither of us were expecting anything special just a typical night of champagne showers, jello-shots, and double shot buckets to get night going. I being a young lad with a 16in mohawk standing on the patio with my jack n coke naturally arriving early to people watch with my boys. Everything was going fine until i looked out to the entrance and someone new caught my eye could've been the pink love tank and daisy dukes she was wearing but I know now it was her eyes that truly caught me off guard, as her eyes locked with mine, my heart skipped a beat as she gazed upon my huge hawk, my balls dropped, my pecker grew and the butterflies in both our stomachs were soaring so high that all we could say to each other was "HEY!"