truthfully though, as i sat down thinking of my recent interactions with males, i realized something...i need to get out more.
we were just talking about the mail.
but, i enjoyed it. let's meet again?
you waved at me from down the hall.
i don't know you, but i'd like to.
that's my friend you know.
you better treat her well.
dear golf cart,
get a real job. thanks.
and just for good measure...