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Originally posted by notcasesensitive
Ultimately I was more interested in the cute, way too young for me (in those pre-Demi/Ashton days) Jelly Belly salesman (I kid you not - he drove a Jelly Belly mobile from town to town dispensing candy to one and all) at the other end of the bar than I was in having my first MFF experience.
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I dated briefly a guy who did the same thing for Ray-Ban sunglasses. My friends referred to him as "Dan, Dan, the Ray-Ban Man". I honestly believe the sole job requirement for that gig was looking fine in a pair of aviators. He was dumb as a box of hair, but irresistable in those aviators, so long as he didn't talk.
