I love John Mayer.
If he walked up to me and asked me to marry him, I would ask him one question - whether or not he would sing to me at night.
If he said yes, than so would I.
We were meant to be. Some day, some how. Just you wait.
Sigh.
If he walked up to me and asked me to marry him, I would ask him one question - whether or not he would sing to me at night.
If he said yes, than so would I.
We were meant to be. Some day, some how. Just you wait.
Sigh.
posted by Lisa at
11:48 PM
3 Comments:
then he would pee on you. how would you like that?
By
Sarah, at 8:24 AM
As long as he sung to me after. Or during. Or both.
This is not an excellent blog, Jerry. Or are you spam, and designed to tell people that?
By
Lisa, at 6:21 PM
Yes, I think you are.
It's sad that the only compliments I get are from spam. Ah, spam, my only friend.
By
Lisa, at 6:22 PM
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