Sunday, July 13, 2008
Fancy May Have Been Her Name
I think I met my soul mate today. Well I didn't so much meet her as I did happen to stop at a red light right next to her. I could tell that we were meant to be together because she was smoking a cigarette, and singing along with the radio. The radio was playing "Fancy" by Reba Mcentire which clearly means that we were MADE FOR EACH OTHER. And all of this time, I thought I was the only person who did that.
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Next time, dash over to her car, knock on her window and motion for her to switch cars with you. It's kind of romantic and just crazy enough to work.
And when I say it's kind of romantic, I mean there's absolutely nothing romantic about it.
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