????????? I have no response and the novelty has worn off. If you're going to write in friggin' morse code then say something. Next blog shall be aptly named, DATING DUDS...
Footnote: Someone told me today that she didn't see me getting married unless I went to Greece to find someone. Because apparently in Greece there are many men navigating the tobacco fields in search of women.
I pressed her further and she just said that it was hard in America to find a husband at thirty. p.s. Sure, I'd love a domineering Greek male husband. For reals. However, I will settle for an egocentric American that will let me raise my kids Greek Orthodox and help me force them to go to Greek school. P.P.S. I am primarily in search of a mister mistah that understands and appreciates an ethnic woman. So, in closing to the woman (a family member) who told me she didn't think I would get married if I didn't go to Greece.... SUCK IT!!!!!!
Lame!
ReplyDeleteBANANA STUFFED FRENCH TOAST?!? LMFAO!!! Wow that's super cool! And you have some ass-backwards family members apparently. This isn't the 1950's. Keep on trucking girl!
ReplyDeleteI also have to add, as I posted the last post it comes up with the security code to enter to make sure I'm not a computer and all, and guess what the code was - foods. Seriously, it's like the computer knew the name of your post! BANANA STUFFED FRENCH TOAST will haunt us always!! lol.
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