I fell…for a guy I met on the internet. He said that he was just a friendly, yet lonely middle aged man, and that he’d been waiting a long time to meet a person like me. The thing he didn’t know, was that I too was a creepy internet stalker, and he wasn’t pulling anything on me, and we both knew that we were desperate old men living in our mothers’ basement. That is what launched our incredible romance. An especially steamy conversation of ours last week went something like this.
Stevie-star-struck: “Fred, guess what, I just got a used white-paneled truck. It’s such an improvement from the last one, and the upholstery even smells okay.”
Fred-the-fabtabulous: “Maybe we could go to the playground in your new truck?”
Stevie-star-struck: “I know how you love lollie-pops, I got a 2 lb. bag at the job lot, and we can have a lollie-pop party (just you and me) in my truck.”
Fred-the-fantabulous: “Sounds delicious.”
Fred and I have made a beautiful life together. Three days ago, he moved into my paneled-truck, and now we spend happy days living in the public park parking-lot.
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Too awesome for words.
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