but you can't exactly come out and say, "Hey, you don't know me but I was creeping your profile after you commented on our mutual friend's status and I'm really curious to know who the hottie in your photo is. What's the story there? Single? Widowed? Any chance you could hook us up, even though you don't know me and everything?" Ya, I hate those times.
Y'know those other times, you lurk someone and think, 'Damn, that's my bff from a past life!' so you send them a message and become friends like you were favourite neighbours. But you don't have to worry about them borrowing your sander and not returning it, or their small dog yapping at every butterfly and leaf that passes in the wind, or their drunk teenagers trashing the house and yard when the parents are away. Ya, I love those times.