I am a filthy hypocrite.
My date was at the bar waiting for me. Sitting on the bar stool next to him was a bouquet of flowers (GERBER DAISIES!!!!) and a gift bag full of dog treats for Bobo! I should have swooned. Instead, I was extremely freaked out. The only words that went through my head were, “Does not compute! Does not compute!” We went to the play at the Bucks County Theater. The production was dinky but the actors were incredibly talented! I was moved by the performance and when the asian broad met the white broad, I shed a tear.
It was such a lovely date. I am still rather shocked by the bounty. I don’t know what to make of it.
Sounds like a really thoughtful guy to me. [Imaginary old woman with yiddish accent] You could do worse!
And I have done worse!
So what did you wear? That hot pink dress?
Yup, my hot pink dress.
Charles, take some deep breaths, a cold shower, and read a Popular Mechanics magazine. On second thought, never mind, enjoy.
You gotta remember, unlike some of the readership, I’ve actually seen her, and can gauge her hotness fairly.
DONNA that is so COOL! I am so happy for you…thats the way u deserve to be treated!