I can tell by some of the the pixels and having seen quite a few men before...
 
etc and so forth.

In other related news...
 
When I was briefly in high school (shortly before getting booted out) I was hanging out with the boys in the yard with my back turned toward the school and this little spacey grunger type chick from another class comes running up yelling "Joey!! Joey!!"... which of course is not my name.
 
I turn around and she's like "Oh, it's you. I thought for a second Joey Ramone was here. What's up?". At first I thought it was a put on but nope... for some bizarre reason (probably just smoked a dewb or some crap) she was convinced, for some bizarre reason, Joey Ramone had just randomly showed up at an even more random southern ON high school and was hanging out with a bunch of drewgie teens in the yard.
 
It was pretty funny. I should have asked her out. She was cute... but yanno, teenage boys are stoopid.

I once went into the big post office opposite Penn Station to mail a package, and the lady behind the counter says "Oh I know who you are...it's on the tip of my tongue....you're in the movies right? And I think I've seen you on TV. Oh don't tell me....don't tell me...." 
 
So I didn't. 
 
And she continues to keep wracking her brains. In the end she just says "but you are though, aren't you?" And I winked and said "I sure am" and walked away. That was about 8 years ago. I wonder if she's figured out that I am indeed sharke? 

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I once went into the big post office opposite Penn Station to mail a package, and the lady behind the counter says "Oh I know who you are...it's on the tip of my tongue....you're in the movies right? And I think I've seen you on TV. Oh don't tell me....don't tell me...." 
 
So I didn't. 
 
And she continues to keep wracking her brains. In the end she just says "but you are though, aren't you?" And I winked and said "I sure am" and walked away. That was about 8 years ago. I wonder if she's figured out that I am indeed sharke? 

You were great in that Bapu biopic.

Speaking of "is he/isn't he" stories, here's another photo from my collection from years ago. I swear this was Lou Reed - I'd seen him coming toward me and wanted to take a photo from the front but thought what a douchebag move that would be. So I waited until he was passed and then swung around and caught him from the back. Sparked a bit of a "is it really him" debate on Facebook at the time, if I recall. 
 

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How else am I gonna shoot the breeze with my old thousands of miles away buds?

I do understand the conundrum, as I have experienced it myself. It seems the only way some people communicate.
 
Still though...
 
#ick
 
 

I was working security a few years back, and was assigned to a large grocery store for a few days.  One night about ten minutes before closing time, a little girl (8 or 9 years old) came to me to help look for her that she had left behind.  So off we went looking for her hat.
At one point she said to me, "You remind me of a movie star".  So now I'm properly flattered, and I said to her, "Yeah? Which one", waiting to find what kind of hunk I am to a little girl. ......."Mall Cop", she said.

At first was like...
 
now I'm all...