Earlier this week the New York Post wrote about a new trend among women in the city — celibacy. One, Katie Jean Arnold, was said to have hooked-up with somebody on the L train platform. I wrote, “Sex on L Train Platform Leads to Celibacy Pledge,” and everybody was all like, “Nahhh, not that kind of hook up.” The Post’s usage of the term “hook up” caused mass confusion among millions of people worldwide, as humanity struggled to understand whether or not an act of sexual proportions occurred on the L train itself, or if the hookuppery happened later at a private apartment.
Well, guess what. We reached out to the celibate musician, Katie Jean Arnold, who tells us that yes, indeed, a hook up DID occur right there on the L train. This was more than a simple meeting of the minds.
From the musician’s mouth: “We kiss until the train comes. We kiss from the Lorimer stop until the Jefferson stop. He takes my hand, leads me to his room, plays me a lullaby and then we make sweet love…”
So here, in a breathtaking FREEwilliamsburg exclusive that’s bigger than Gizmodo’s iPhone scoop, let’s get to know Katie and what happened that fateful day on the L train platform, how both Katie and her sister lost their underwear and her future as a sex advice columnist.
For reference: FW is me, Brian, and KJA is Katie Jean Arnold.
FW: So you are the singer/songwriter/comedian from the New York Post celibate story who “hooked up” with someone on the L train platform, yes? Give us the “real story.” What is a “hook up” as in, was it a meeting in old people speak, or did you jolly rancher right there on the concrete?
KJA: I walk to the platform. I see an attractive man sitting all alone with his guitar. We make eye contact and I sit right next to him. He immediately starts kissing my neck…
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