Remind me why we’re not doing online dating?
She’d reached the last section of steel shelves. The top rack had a single green plastic tub labeled “Costumes, 1995-2005,” which would be fun to sort with Callie.
Aleesha
Remember the guy who mooed when you put cream in your coffee?
World’s worst meet-up with a vegan.
Aleesha
And this one: [puppy emoji, kissy face]
HIM! I had wiped that from my memory. [barfing emoji]
After an okay-enough dinner—she would probably have gone to another one—the dude had put his whole mouth over her nose and licked her nostrils, then laughed and called it a puppy kiss. A puppy kiss.
Thanks. I’m back on track. No online dating.
Aleesha
The tattooed armpits demonstration while we drank coffee?
Your date, not mine.
Aleesha
I know, just putting it there in case you need more fortitude.
I really need to do these boxes.
Aleesha
I hope that’s a euphemism for messing with the mover? He's not an online date.
Aleesha
He comes pre-approved.
I see what you did there.
Aleesha
Hey sexy mama! Keep me updated. I love cheap thrills!
Aleesha
It’s Saturday and it won’t be long (I mean I hope it is LONG) but you don’t need dollar bills to have fun tonight because YOUR MOTHER is number one.
[stop sign emoji]
Aleesha
Bitch, please. We don't want you to be stingy with your love.
Stop with the lyrics. I’m begging you. Stop.
Aleesha