I don't know how I missed this intro! Welcome, Aaran 
I haven't had a ton of exposure to your religion, but I was playing at a penny slot machine in Las Vegas one evening, and a sweet, young-looking guy with a turban and beard tapped me on the shoulder and asked if he could watch me play. We spent a good portion of the night together. He watched me gamble and chuckled at my loose lips whenever one of my drunk friends would come around. We chatted, I know, but I had already been two beers in when we met, so my memory of the convo gets fuzzier as the night goes on. All I know is that he was just very sweet and fun. I asked why he wanted to hang out with someone like me, being that his religion doesn't allow him to be a degenerate, and his answer was, "why wouldn't I want to hang out with you? You're not like women I know," or something. We texted back and forth for a couple of weeks, but then it dropped off. He was from somewhere far, but I can't remember where.
I haven't had a ton of exposure to your religion, but I was playing at a penny slot machine in Las Vegas one evening, and a sweet, young-looking guy with a turban and beard tapped me on the shoulder and asked if he could watch me play. We spent a good portion of the night together. He watched me gamble and chuckled at my loose lips whenever one of my drunk friends would come around. We chatted, I know, but I had already been two beers in when we met, so my memory of the convo gets fuzzier as the night goes on. All I know is that he was just very sweet and fun. I asked why he wanted to hang out with someone like me, being that his religion doesn't allow him to be a degenerate, and his answer was, "why wouldn't I want to hang out with you? You're not like women I know," or something. We texted back and forth for a couple of weeks, but then it dropped off. He was from somewhere far, but I can't remember where.
Nolite te bastardes carborundorum.
