My mom just sent this to me with “Look who stopped in for the show” as the subject.
She’s in Pennsylvania at a quilting convention. A quilting convention.
“this white boy is cute as hell..here take my number”
I remember when I first made this post, the girl in the picture saw it and messaged me saying those were her exact thoughts
when my dad was in college he had a friend who told a girl he’d take her on a date unlike any other she’d ever been on and so he took her to the supermarket to watch the lobsters fighting in the lobster tank
they’re married now
im not even a 2nd choice im like an 8th choice sometimes a 10th