Mission Mission

This Mission pickup line is a month old, but I just remembered it last night and it deserves more acclaim:

P.S. Can you work “Lapidge” into a pickup line? Show your work for full credit.

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This babe Melissa (not pictured) just wrote a post looking back at some memorable dates she’s been on, one of which took place in the Mission:

It is the local hipster coffee shop’s one year anniversary blow-out prom party, by exclusive invitation. The very cute owner of my favorite bar asks to take me. We end up on sort of a double-date with another couple who are also on a first date. We dance, we laugh, we take goofy pictures. We pile into a van to go to an after-party. The girl on the other date is showing everyone her tattoos. “I got this tattoo of plaid because, I dunno, I just like plaid?” she says. Date and I had bonded earlier over people with dumb tattoos. “What’s the writing on your chest?” he asks. “It’s a line from my favorite Decemberists song: ‘You Are the Heart That I Call Home.’”

Read on for the dramatic conclusion.

[Completely unrelated photo by Little Miss Chocolate Syrup]

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Get in the game.

Hot on the heels of the viral success of the guy seeking a holiday girlfriend:

Two Girls, One Season. WANTED: Holidates – w4m – 26

Who we are: Two mid-twenties workaholics who didn’t have time to go to bars and dig through piles of shit to find men the last 11 months. Crap, here we are single, AGAIN, and Christmas is approaching.

What we look like (we know you want to know): We’re actually really hot chicks. Like you could have picked us out of a lineup for a CW teen drama. We can guarantee you won’t have a couple of butter-faces on your arm this holiday season. We do pilates. We go on bike rides. We yoga the shit out of our auras. Our asses can rock a cocktail dress all on their own and we have legs for dayz. One of us is tall and has a bangin’ volleyball player’s bod and the other is short and petite, like a magical Christmas elf. With a huge rack.

What we want: We need two guys (preferably two in a bromance to match our womance) to stick around for the holidays. Our love will be fake, but epic. We want to make everyone jealous. We will have Christmas cards that will make your mother cry. We’ll attend each other’s office holiday parties and be voted cutest couple(s), even if they don’t hold those kinds of contests at office holiday parties. Then we’ll get under mistletoes and makeout inappropriately in front of your coworkers.

Read the full listing after the jump…

UPDATE: They got a blog.

[Missed Connections via Primo] [Completely unrelated photo by Gaelan]

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Found on the patio of a local dive bar.

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The Craigslist post seeking a holiday girlfriend that we told you about last week seems to have struck a chord in our city, with everyone popping out of the woodwork to weigh in on this clever romantic adventure.  While there have been plenty of  haters (see Insufferable Craigslist Bro Seeks “Holiday Girlfriend” on SF Weekly), others seem to tentatively be hoping that the whole thing works (Craigslist Holiday Boyfriend Looks For Love In San Francisco on HuffPost).  I wonder which way npr will rule?

Similarly, do a Craigslist search for “holiday girlfriend” and you’ll find several folks who just copied and pasted the original post as their own, hoping to score the same luck!

Whether our pal can actually find love for the holidays remains to be seen, but at this point we’re totally rooting for him.

[Another completed unrelated photo by gaelan]

Previously:

Holiday girlfriends wanted in the Mission

Check out this gem of a Craigslist personal that lays it all out on the table from the get-go:

Let me be clear. I want a girlfriend. But, I don’t really want a girlfriend.

I just want one for the holidays.

I mean, you don’t want your parents to know you’re still hopelessly single, right?  Read on to see if you have what it takes to provide adequate company “on these witch-tit-cold San Francisco nights.”

[Completely unrelated photo by gaelen]

Here’s a killer Missed Connection from a few days back:

To the man who doored me off my bicycle and into a Lexus on Capp St. – w4m – 22 (mission district)

You can make it up to my with dinner and drinks. If the brunette is your girlfriend, she is not invited.

Hott!

[link] [Completely unrelated photo by grzmot]

Basically I just wanted to have two butt posts in a row — but, rad that Yelp is really selling the sizzle, right?

[via Ticklefight] [Photo by Thomas H.]

Looks like someone had a good reason to celebrate at Dolores Park this past weekend.

[picture/title/caption via reader Adam (we are officially obsolete)]