Why aren't we T.L.'s rebounds?

Last week on the bus, a man held my hand.

Well, first he was all saying "hello" to everyone. But then, I sit near him. So he says hi to me. I say hi back, but then he asks my name. Shakes my hand, then holds it. For atleast 3 minutes while he asks me if I go to college like him. Then he lets go of me. Tells me a story about how he once went into Victoria's Secret, but he isn't gay because "Stright is better." Then tells me Sesame Street is filmed in New York. Then asks me to spell, "Exit" 3 times. Then he leaves the bus. This whole time I am looking at John trying not to lol thinking, "I gotta blog this."

He had to be some kind of mentally "not all there."

I loved him. We are now dating.