Here's Danielle #2, swerve thang proudly on display. I spotted Danielle and Aline from across the grass at a luau Fudge and I had tickets for during our next-to-last night in Hawaii. We made sure we sat next to them at dinner, struck up a conversation, and ended up driving them back to their hotel. Danielle and I got to know each other better through a series of short visits, not to mention hours and hours on the phone. We traded visits back and forth, but by August, she had decided I wasn't affectionate enough for her, and after she called me crying from a payphone in New York, I never saw or heard from her again. It was a little dramatic, I agree, but this is a girl who takes things to heart. Anyway, we had fun together. This picture was taken in Mexico, by Aline, after a group of guys had walked by loudly admiring Danielle's ass. Memorial Day weekend, 2001.