My plan to have a hot chick who is just slightly disfigured enough to have zero romantic options and who would be thrilled I'm giving her the time of day, albeit with a disfigurement that could be surgically repaired after which she'll still be devoted to me and only me cause I loved her even with the puppy foot (my "gee, are you SURE you want the surgery, don't do it for me, I'll love you regardless" performance will be a YouTube Oscar winner for the ages) has not really panned out yet - XMASTIMEYet another reason for me to move to London: there's now a show about dating disabled people.
Life: it's really happening for me, isnt it?
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