What can I say? I have friends with peculiar taste in...well, I wanted to say animals, but I'm not quite sure what it is. Other than that its name is...hold on...no shit "Sherlock".
Hairy arms and hairy...something. Think I'm supposed to say "oh, how cute" or similar, but friends who sent me pic know me. I'm honest...for good and bad (and yes, I know I just threw away the invitation to a really good party:).
And I know what's next since they already have a house. Oh dear. Contact me in 18 years, then I'll hit on him...
2 comments:
He better be a no shit Sherlock pretty soon ;-)
I've been told that the fastest way to achieve this is to get up with him in the night, hold on...... every three hours. Go outside and wait for him to do his thing before we go back in again to snooze another three hours, and then repeat.
How about that? Would you ever?
E
Have we met?
Post a Comment