For goodness sake, I thought you would be prettier.
Really? That’s how you want to start our date?
Actually, yes. I told you I was honest to a fault when we talked on the phone
Now that was truth in advertising. Refreshing. Still, you’re a jerk, and I’ll be leaving.
Knew that would happen. At least I didn’t have to buy your dinner.
The world is rocking me to sleep with the cold monotonous drone of negativity used to sell views of their ads. Of course if I believe those ads, just by consuming their product the proverbial greener grass is just $9.99 away, and they’ll even throw in a second amount of happiness for free, you only have to pay separate processing and handling. I would try to do the processing of all this myself, but I don’t have the energy for it. If I did I am sure I would be a major contributor to global warming, but maybe the warming would thaw the cold negativity and that is rocking me to sleep. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz