It's a sad state of affairs in every old maid's life when she realizes that the only way she can get a young hottie to have dinner with her is by promising him a brush with immortality and posting his picture on her blog.
Actually, I promised him a brush with immortality and a spot in my entourage when I achieve global domination. He knows how to build stuff and I am definitely going to need a Stuff Builder. Because for one thing, I am totally going to need a treehouse.
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