Shit. Shit. Shit.
I was talking to my friend Mikey yesterday. He asked me what I’ve seen in Aussie guy.
“He’s big,” I said.
“In what way?” he asked.
“In every way that matters,” I replied. “He’s even bigger than him,” pointing to our mutual friend ES, who stands over 6 foot tall.
“Wow, he’s f*cking HUGE!” Mike exclaimed. “What else?”
“Well, he’s not super attractive,” I started.
“Haha, it’s the first time I’ve heard you crushing on a not-too-cute guy,” he chided. “You usually go for Tom Cruise and Brad Pitt. So what does this guy have that others don’t. ”
“He doesn’t let me step all over him,” I said. “He’s a no-bullshit type of guy, even from me He also oozes with confidence.”
“I also love his accent,” I continued. “I melt whenever he gives me a call and say in his own sexy way, ‘Hello Raven, how are ya doing?”
Of all people…
Fucking oath. 😦