Oh so wrong.
And grumpy. And cute... And fixing my computer...
Indeed, all I can say is "I has a flavor."
But it's not all as it seems. No indeed.
In fact, I was talking about my cat and his soft ruff and cute little bunny-feet last night when suddenly the three beautiful women around me started talking about what women they would like to sleep with. I'm thinking "but I was talking about my cat" when they're all going into detail about the hot lesbian sex they'd have with Kate Moss, Angelina Jolie, and Kate Winslet.
I'm thinking "it's not my fault, somehow I'm going to be blamed for being in the middle of three beautiful women talking about hot lesbian sex with Kate Moss, Angelina Jolie, and Kate Winslet, yet all I was doing was talking about my cat!"
Sure, you're thinking to yourself "Drew, why are you complaining? It sounds like your life is pretty good, you don't even have to draw beautiful women into conversations about what other women they'd like to sleep with, they do it for you."
And to that I have to say: "Um... well... uh yeah..."
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