Just a quick disclaimer: This blog is not saying that I would never try the pantyhose freakyness (because I will try everything at least once), but mentioning it on a first date guys? Really?
Santa! Where’s the reindeer?
When I was younger and my mom would take me to the mall to see Santa, I always wanted to see his reindeer. This wasn't some regular kiddo asking Santa a question, this was a pesky and annoying little girl who would pull and tug on Santa's beard to see if he was legit.
Like omigod, like I’ll call you tonight.
I keep telling myself that I shouldn't be so picky...but I've decided that I wouldn't be able to deal with a man who couldn't couldn't write or speak like an actual man instead of a teenager...and therefore I have come to the conclusion, that I WILL NOT settle for man who isn't at least on my level.
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