Forget the Subway, You can Get Laid at the Park Slope Food Co-Op


If you’re into desperate, bike-riding-type guys who love hairy legs, wild boar sausage, and recycling, you might want to join up at the Food Co-Op in Park Slope. From Craigslist’s Missed Connections:

To the girls at the Park Slop Food Coop – m4w

When I go to the Coop, not only am I shopping for cheese, produce, good beer, hummos, wild boar sausage. I am also shopping for wives.

Why, dammit, why, are there 7,008,379,984,332 amazing, beautiful, sexy, outrageously irresistable girls at the coop? Why? It’s fucked up!

If there are any Coop girls out there who dream about pulling some poor little lonely coop guy into the bathroom and making out, you should respond. No, it doesn’t mean that I am going to suggest that we do that. It’s just that, sometimes I wonder if the girls there feel the same way as I do.

Whatever, I’m drunk. I love you, coop girls.
A special shout-out to:
…shit I don’t even know most of their names.

Well I guess I’ll just eat my fancy mustard all alone. A whole bottle of it. With my fingers.

* Location: Caramba!!!!